This Song Has A Mini-Scene In It..And Im Not Finished With It..So If U Have Any Ideas Then lemme Know..The 2nd Verse Isn't Done..And The Chorus is Sung Kinda Slow..So Blah..Pz..

The Red Font Is The Doctor Talkin..

The Blue Font Is The Nurse Talkin..


(Chorus x1)
Fuck A Brain On Drugs...Let Me Show You A Mind On Rhymes...And You Thought Drugs Fried..? Let Me Show You A Mind On Rhymes...Cause In A Mind On Rhymes What’s Wrong Is Right...And You Can Say Goodbye To Brain Cells...Cause They’re Replaced By Multiple Mics...Fuck A Overdose...With A Mind On Rhymes You Don’t Even Know When Your Gonna Lose Your Life…


Fuck Drugs..! I’ll Wrap The Whole Damn Alphabet In A Blanket...
Then Smoke It Or Shoot It Up My Veins And Start Hellucinatin’...
Totally Passed Out After Spittin...Rushed To The E.R...Wonderin’ If I’ll Make It...
“Damnit...Doctor I’m Not Gonna Lose Another Patient..!”
“Mr. Robinson...Hurry And Start The Surgical Mind Removal Operation..!”
"Hurry You Jack - Ass...Soon We Won’t Be Able To Save Him..!”
Then They Started The Operation...But I Woke Up Just In Time...
“What The Fuck..! You Guys Aint Takin’ My Mind..!”
But They Wouldn’t Listen...So I Started Spittin Like No One You’ve Ever Witnessed...
Then Verbally Murdered Them Both With My Sick Spits..!
These Fuckin’ Rhymes Got Me Trippin’...Doctors Tryna Take Me...
When I Enter The Battle Field All Emcees Run Screamin...“No please..! Don’t Rape Me..!”
You Can’t Make Me Stop...Or The Consumers Of Rhymes...
You Mine As Well Join...Or You Mine As Well Die..!


(Chorus x1)
Fuck A Brain On Drugs...Let Me Show You A Mind On Rhymes...And You Thought Drugs Fried..? Let Me Show You A Mind On Rhymes...Cause In A Mind On Rhymes What’s Wrong Is Right...And You Can Say Goodbye To Brain Cells...Cause They’re Replaced By Multiple Mics...Fuck A Overdose...With A Mind On Rhymes You Don’t Even Know When Your Gonna Lose Your Life…


Rhymes Tight And Compressed...My Raps Never Slightly Contempt...
I’m So Addicted To Spittin’ The Judge Put Me On Mic Arrest...
(Too Be Continued)