Lost in Thought

I can feel the pressure

I take drastic measures

That sex on my mind

And the black tie on my dresser

Fills to the A.M.

I'm gonna pay 'em

I could pack a nine

Play the ghetto, really play 'em

I'm just waitin' for the Libra

Judges, don't ya see one

Real nigga here, I ain't gots to porno freak one

Can't inhale my doobie

Ain't it kinda groovy

You'll be shinin' like a ruby

It ain't nuttin' to me

Son'll make it happen

I'm out like the phantom

Disappear, reappear, yet I'm breakin' adams

Enter the mind, not many make it out

'Cuz even real niggas don't know what I'm about

I'll drink my liquor, the world's gettin' sicker

Crooked is the eye, watch you die, get the picture?

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I wake up cold sweatin'

I hear the gats wettin'

Niggas in the alleys lettin' off, what they gettin' is

Hell on a platter

Too much for your data

Add shit to my skit, hoochie, what's the matter?

Robbin' me softly

Bitch, back up off me

I'll crack your lip, trip, then spit in your coffee

Ain't got the patience

Blowin' up your stations

Stay out my way, or go back to the ancients

The funk, funk, funkdoobiest

Tomorrow I'll be vibin'

To see a different aura

It'll flow jamma

Slim, let it simmer

In the doobie, as it dries, open eyes, now remember

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I don't need the drama

All these mack mamas wanna freak a nigga down

And take his black toma

I'm tired of the plottin', my hood smells rotten

Tell all these niggas that son ain't forgotten

Thank you for the memories

And you know you can't get to me 'cuz I'm drinkin' Hennessey

Relieve that stressin', back to the essense

I rest with the best, I won't leave you guessin'

Fear is surrounded

The molar gets pounded

I doubt if these celts know I'm out with the ounces

On the double, stumble into trouble

The bums in the slums feelin' dumb, walk humble

I hold my composure takin' out these soldiers

Cold wet my stroll and I'm lookin' over shoulders

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)

I'm lost in thought

(I'm lost in thought)