"Don't worry, the d** will kick in mortal" [police on radio] - "Yeah, yeah two units in front and three behind me. We're at the near 40, ??? is with me. He's on the 105 east down approachment 110 interchange. Just left over the number one lane. We gonna hear a 20,000." "Yes sir." Chorus: Drugs is d**, can't nobody tell me different Only the man, 'cause he controls my shipment Get guns, strap then go the distance Get funds, clap with no resistance [2X] [Verse 1 - Hugh Hayes:] "I need d**" Ya I'm in drug court treatment, 'cause my mind's morphined in Drug laws got me poppin' Tylenol P.M Thugs all see me and they slide me off G's end 'Cause I hustle aspirin, grindin' all weekend You cook crack, no time off, you workin' serious I push packs of Midal in certain periods I could smack you guys hard just for flarring up And you could take these five bars for that papercut Side effects crazy, take this and have babies And all you was trying to do was treat rabies I got the cure for aids, that's why they want to lock me up 'Cause these greedy mothaf**as gonna lose a lot of bucks And all these pills, that's why I keep poppin' up Your pharmacy ain't f**in' with us, it's obvious Can make chips off this sh** I love Either over the counter, or prescription d** [Chorus] [Verse 2 - Diabolic] Yo, yo, I used to go to Folton for weed bags and nicks And break sheets of LSD to five dollar acid hits The media calls me a lowlife, laughing at Bolic Put coke in crack when I chopped it, put cash in my pocket Got news reporters making sure my fuse is shorter When china white gives me more than you could offer The government taught ya that we scum drug dealers A bunch of thug k**as, but the truth is much realer The truth is, we move bricks to give to you And 10,000 packs of X topped from acidic juice This sh** is true, I move it all, d** is d** Giving young bucks a hundred packs to flood the clubs Love is love, don't ask why we co*kin' these gats You push us in a corner and expect us not to react I watch police watching me while they lock the streets But that don't change the fact that my daughter gotta eat [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Immortal Technique:] Yeah, I'm tryna school these young hustlers, stuck in the game Shooting n***as over shipments that are loose change So while you playing in snow like it's Christmas n***a Just remember that prison is a business n***a From the off-shore drill and platform process The C.I.A., h**n inside Vietnam Vets The government bring us the product that we distribute And we become the negative image that they attribute We need to unite soldiers and polly the hood n***a 'Cause you don't see the D.E.A. in Hollywood n***a While the hip-hop 5/0 stuck to the penis Tryna interrupt gang unification between us The devils do us dirty when they not ignoring us From Malcolm X to that muthaf**a from The Warriors The righteous among us, to the ghetto politician Just remember that we never own the pot that we piss in, mothaf**a [Chorus] "Everybody, him, you, you're dead already"