Drugs - Dag Savage, Johaz, Co$$

My shit is that crack rock

Hollywood cocaine

So Thelonious man, that beat is that Coltrane

Fresh out the North American wilderness

Blessed like an Islamic pilgrimage

Chop lines that’ll shine like a sun on the pyramids

Mecca be the place where the heart of my spirit is

‘Cuz snakes by the grass just to show where they venom is

The crack is so limitless, but hardly seen

Niggas talk about they paper, but they hardly cream

Brothers claim they cook white but they hardly steam

My flowss lines of that coke, nigga Charlie Sheen

The scroll excellent, high-power like Mescaline

Asiatic specimen, resurrecting your next of kin

I spit the fire voltage, prescribe a higher dosage

From my divine opus you subscribe and leave your mind focused

You now rockin' with the Son of Man

Kill wack rappers at the jam like the Son of Sam

Move like a thief in the night

Promoters better have my cheese before I breathe on the mic

My shit is that crack rock

Hollywood cocaine

So Thelonious, man that beat is that Coltrane

Black Tar Heron, Morris and Cobain

This is your life

Look around and it’s so strange

My shit is that crack rock

Hollywood cocaine

So Thelonious, man that beat is that Coltrane

Black Tar Heron, Morris and Cobain

This is your life

Look around and it’s so strange

This be that Fash Ecology, black psychology

Drop it like a comet or Muhammad kickin' prophecy

We don’t get along like Ahmadinejad and Ariel Sharon

And that’s cause y’all cloned

You cats tried to copy me, repossess your crowns

'Cuz the Dirty Science colony holds monopoly on thrones (Haa)

Blaze your dome, that be the king’s chair, and how you dare ever raise your tone

To some royal ones, killin' all traitors and unloyal ones

Brother man, walk the Motherland where the soil, sun, sky, and the clouds black

We gon' make the crowd clap and heads nod

Writers write about us in they headlines

Co$$ is like a mixture of that thug nigga from Oakland

And that Biggie man from Bed-Stuy

Focus with my best eye — the third one

Burnin' down trees ‘til the herb done

The Earth spun off the axis, then reversed months, lets take it back

Funny how them nukkas claiming realest be the fakest acts

The first ones that’s faking jacks, you know my M-O

I’m talking worldwide, San Dago to South Central

We gon' get that change, plain and simple

The flow get 'em open like, opiates

Every line i write, like a line of China White, the pulp fiction over dose clip

I put a pencil in motion, to make a motion picture, kinda like that blow flick,

minus the broke bitch

I spit it so vivid, we so living it, yall niggas is so fiction, I’m so sick of

this

I’m Nino Brown, rock heads like (?), new jack city out the 'lac get a hit of

this

Dirty Science coming through the speakers, breaking beakers

And the recipe is secret, 'till we link it to the leakers-

Put it on the street first, leave it out for research

Wait until they fiening then we lead 'em like a sheep herd

See sir, we cooking up that product out the pot that got 'em

Out of body, out of mind, thinking that they leave earth

Got 'em coming out their pockets when they landing feet first

Welcome back, greet 'em with a heater