| Song | Pill Poppin' Music |
| Artist | Cognito |
| Artist | Brotha Lynch Hung |
| Album | Automatic |
| 作曲 : Cognito, Mann, Reef, Rimmel | |
| INTRO | |
| In my opinion, it's the music these days. These rappers think they can | |
| do and say whatever they want, especially when it comes to drug use. | |
| These kids listen to every word they say and apply it to their daily | |
| routines. Rappers like Brotha Lynch Hung and Cognito; talking about | |
| oxycotin, vicodin, even adderal. These influences are ultimately | |
| going to lead to the self-destruction of today's youths. | |
| [COGNITO] | |
| *can't open this mothafucka...* | |
| Strange Music, like drugs into your veins music, | |
| Cocaine, obtained, deranged, not for the sane music | |
| Sustain the pain maintain poppin' them things music | |
| I'm a walkin' acid trip, the drug stains in my brain proves it | |
| Still, I feel EXtra extraordinary and EXtra in-ordinary | |
| Broke up with my EX so now I got one EXtra whore to bury | |
| Actually, she overdosed on EX right after EXcercising | |
| EXcellent, I got some EXtra chicks | |
| Let's see who's nEXt in line | |
| Ten NORCOS in a pill crusher mix it with bombing fluid, | |
| That's how Cog would do, rewind it back so you can try too | |
| I got some other methods you can break 'em up and try in food | |
| Cognito, who you tryin' to fool? | |
| You frontin', what tryin' to prove? | |
| See these parents, see these rappers' images | |
| the bitches' drugs and fringe benefits | |
| AND wonder where they kids spending their dividends, | |
| Leaving out the house late, spending money on clown paint, | |
| hate to argue with you motherfuckers, but that sounds great | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| Fresh out the backpack, let me go and crack that (x8) | |
| See it's one bottle to comatose, two bottles to overdose | |
| third bottle to scare ya, in the hospital with liver failure | |
| Had a ball with Adderal, par meclizine we mixed with coffee | |
| some might call it syrup, some say liquid Oxy | |
| Some don't know they limits, they start with valium and vicodins | |
| downers to uppers, then they graduate to poppin' ex | |
| breakfast, lunch and then supper | |
| Disconnect your spinal cord, keep eatin' em til you can't find no more | |
| You done tried everything prescription, wanna try some more? | |
| You Started poppin' after school 'cause you was kinda bored | |
| And after that your friends persuaded you to do a line or more | |
| You like feelin' outside the norm, you likin' different kinds of porn | |
| and all you hear is music blastin' outside your college dorms *DUDE* | |
| An oxy and an Ambien and you in candyland | |
| put your ass to sleep faster than Zany can | |
| I'm the candy man, I got a PEZ dispenser spittin' out rittalin | |
| After 10 of them, feel like I'm a kid again, everybody say! | |
| [CHORUS] | |
| [BROTHA LYNCH HUNG] | |
| Yeah, I got a cocaine spit leaving with no name shit | |
| believe it, I know they spit pills at age 17 | |
| They call me Mr. Codine Morphine | |
| I got a bitch named oxycotin, too much of that shit will | |
| leave your body rottin' | |
| She wanted the whole bag I gave her all of it | |
| she said she wanted the dick, so she swallowed it | |
| She tried to say I raped her right in the back of the scraper | |
| I didn't have to make her, it was a darvocet | |
| So I'm throwin' up the set, putting the penis down her neck | |
| Slappin, did it and did it, you could forget it, I live it | |
| You grab ?minute? you bit, I grab ?minute? I slit it | |
| Put the body in the river, pussy meat delivered | |
| When she eat the liver, you shouldn't of been pill poppin' | |
| I'm on the stage, and you in the crowd still rockin' | |
| Christmas time, put lithium in your stocking | |
| They said he had a mask on, but I was not him | |
| it was | |
| [CHORUS REPEATS] | |
| Contributed by Brandon Huntley, Mar 05 2011 |
| zuò qǔ : Cognito, Mann, Reef, Rimmel | |
| INTRO | |
| In my opinion, it' s the music these days. These rappers think they can | |
| do and say whatever they want, especially when it comes to drug use. | |
| These kids listen to every word they say and apply it to their daily | |
| routines. Rappers like Brotha Lynch Hung and Cognito talking about | |
| oxycotin, vicodin, even adderal. These influences are ultimately | |
| going to lead to the selfdestruction of today' s youths. | |
| COGNITO | |
| can' t open this mothafucka... | |
| Strange Music, like drugs into your veins music, | |
| Cocaine, obtained, deranged, not for the sane music | |
| Sustain the pain maintain poppin' them things music | |
| I' m a walkin' acid trip, the drug stains in my brain proves it | |
| Still, I feel EXtra extraordinary and EXtra inordinary | |
| Broke up with my EX so now I got one EXtra whore to bury | |
| Actually, she overdosed on EX right after EXcercising | |
| EXcellent, I got some EXtra chicks | |
| Let' s see who' s nEXt in line | |
| Ten NORCOS in a pill crusher mix it with bombing fluid, | |
| That' s how Cog would do, rewind it back so you can try too | |
| I got some other methods you can break ' em up and try in food | |
| Cognito, who you tryin' to fool? | |
| You frontin', what tryin' to prove? | |
| See these parents, see these rappers' images | |
| the bitches' drugs and fringe benefits | |
| AND wonder where they kids spending their dividends, | |
| Leaving out the house late, spending money on clown paint, | |
| hate to argue with you motherfuckers, but that sounds great | |
| CHORUS | |
| Fresh out the backpack, let me go and crack that x8 | |
| See it' s one bottle to comatose, two bottles to overdose | |
| third bottle to scare ya, in the hospital with liver failure | |
| Had a ball with Adderal, par meclizine we mixed with coffee | |
| some might call it syrup, some say liquid Oxy | |
| Some don' t know they limits, they start with valium and vicodins | |
| downers to uppers, then they graduate to poppin' ex | |
| breakfast, lunch and then supper | |
| Disconnect your spinal cord, keep eatin' em til you can' t find no more | |
| You done tried everything prescription, wanna try some more? | |
| You Started poppin' after school ' cause you was kinda bored | |
| And after that your friends persuaded you to do a line or more | |
| You like feelin' outside the norm, you likin' different kinds of porn | |
| and all you hear is music blastin' outside your college dorms DUDE | |
| An oxy and an Ambien and you in candyland | |
| put your ass to sleep faster than Zany can | |
| I' m the candy man, I got a PEZ dispenser spittin' out rittalin | |
| After 10 of them, feel like I' m a kid again, everybody say! | |
| CHORUS | |
| BROTHA LYNCH HUNG | |
| Yeah, I got a cocaine spit leaving with no name shit | |
| believe it, I know they spit pills at age 17 | |
| They call me Mr. Codine Morphine | |
| I got a bitch named oxycotin, too much of that shit will | |
| leave your body rottin' | |
| She wanted the whole bag I gave her all of it | |
| she said she wanted the dick, so she swallowed it | |
| She tried to say I raped her right in the back of the scraper | |
| I didn' t have to make her, it was a darvocet | |
| So I' m throwin' up the set, putting the penis down her neck | |
| Slappin, did it and did it, you could forget it, I live it | |
| You grab nbsp? minute? you bit, I grab nbsp? minute? I slit it | |
| Put the body in the river, pussy meat delivered | |
| When she eat the liver, you shouldn' t of been pill poppin' | |
| I' m on the stage, and you in the crowd still rockin' | |
| Christmas time, put lithium in your stocking | |
| They said he had a mask on, but I was not him | |
| it was | |
| CHORUS REPEATS | |
| Contributed by Brandon Huntley, Mar 05 2011 |