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)