[Verse 1: Son Doobie]

I can feel the pressure, I take drastic measures

There's sex on my mind and a black TEC on my dresser

Bills to the AM, I'm gonna pay 'em

I could pack a nine, play the gat or really play 'em

Or just weigh 'em for the Libra, judgin', don't ya see one?

Real nigga here, I ain't got time for no breather

Inhale my doobie, ain't it kinda groovy?

You'll be shinin' like a ruby, it ain't nothin' to me

Son, I'll make it happen, I'm out like the Phantom

Disappear, reappear, yet, I'm breakin' atoms

Enter the mind, not many make it out

'Cause 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 'em die, get the picture?

[Chorus: Son Doobie]

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)

[Verse 2: Son Doobie]

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?

Rubbin' 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 station

Stay out my way, or go back to the ancients

The Funk-Funk-Funkdoobiest

Tomorrow, I'll be vibin', you'll see a different aura

It'll glow jammer, slim, let it simmer

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

[Chorus: Son Doobie]

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)

[Verse 3: Son Doobie]

I don't need the drama, all these mack mamas

Wanna freak a nigga down, and take his black bomber

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 'cause I'm drinkin' Hennessy

Relieve that stressin', back to the essence

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

Fear is surrounded, the moolah gets counted

I doubt if these cats 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 with my stroll and I'm lookin' over shoulders

[Chorus: Son Doobie]

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)