Hey!nn(Chorus ª 2)nnWe're gonna tell you what them drugs can donThey'll fuck your life in a minute or twonIf you keep it up, you'll be finishing throughnOpie, Ras, and Paulie always talkin' the truthnnPaulie:nnMe see 'em on the streetnBoy, what a shame nYou all cracked upnMan, you lost all your gamen3 weeks in a rownYou'll be wearing the same clothesnStink so badnThe smell be wrinklin’ up me nosennMan, what at onenDrugs on your marknRevert all your soldnAll the furniture you hadnDown at the pawn shopnScream in a scroungin'nIngest the tweaknAnd your heart starts poundingnCrap head, boynThem a smoke of a mountainnnOpie:nnNight is the time when you should be asleepnNo walking around and tweaking on the streetnYou look down town, you know what I meannYou see them strange people and them take speednnWe no pirate, we no bad mannA one thing I know, the tweak will make you sadnStick with your actions and you'll end up in rehabnn(Chorus)nnPaulie:nnYo, them of always heardnThem a smoke tweaknThem fast a dealnThem a make a profitnMe stick to me Guinness and me stick to me spliffnCause me no wanna end up like a zombie on the streetnnMe see it everydaynIn it I my facenA whole generation nLost out without a tracenCaught on the plasticnBoy, what a wastenOh, mass a God, a petty in all them fieznn(Chorus)nnPaulie:nnThem collect bottlesnThem collect charmsnSome will sell anythingnAnd get in on the pantsnnThem a leave daddynNo laugh in a funnynCould've been a sittin' nOn your daddy or your mommynnWe speak of Philly hoodnTell them the truthnFuck with the speednAnd the devil does a dead nnRas-1:nnLips on the pipenUp all nightnStarin' at an engine'nWith a flashlightnnThen I start to take apart my VCRn20 projects goin’ cause I'm tweakin' so hardnPullin' out my hair, pickin' out my skinnLose a couple teeth, but I'm not trippin'nnJust when I thought I was head of the gamenWake in a rehab with Rick JamesnDidn't even see that I was slippin'n2 years in another backyard wrenchin’nNext thing I know I'm on heroinnI woulda been better off just smokin' nnRas-1: ChoonanOpie: Hona, still stick to the weed mannRas-1: I ain't trippin', Opie. Got some weed, Paulie?nPaulie: Brooklyn's best kid! nn(Chorus ª 2)nnAnd you know that, mannGuinness and the ganjanThat kyamboron...