Lost In Thought
Funkdoobiest Lyrics


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I can feel the pressure
I take drastic measures
That sex on my mind
And the black tie on my dresser
Bills to the AM
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
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
'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 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
Want to 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
'Cause I'm drinkin' Hennessey
Relieve that stressin'
Back to the essence
I rest 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)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Funkdoobiest's song "Lost in Thought" explore themes such as societal pressures, mental turmoil, and the rapper's personal life experiences. In the first few verses, the artist talks about the stresses he faces in his life, ranging from financial pressures to violent surroundings. He mentions "packing a nine" as a possible solution to his problems, but also acknowledges the consequences of such actions. He goes on to mention how he finds solace in smoking marijuana, which he describes as "groovy" and a means of achieving temporary relief from the challenges he faces.


The chorus, which consists solely of the repeated line "I'm lost in thought", signifies the rapper's mental state of being overwhelmed and preoccupied with his problems. In the later verses, the artist touches upon themes of power dynamics, betrayal, and the significance of staying true to oneself. He talks about how he is tired of being schemed against by women and his fellow men, but also expresses gratitude for the memories he has made. The song's final verse finishes on a more contemplative note, with the artist acknowledging his fear but also maintaining his resolve to continue pushing forward.


Line by Line Meaning

I can feel the pressure
I feel burdened and stressed


I take drastic measures
I do extreme things to cope with my stress


That sex on my mind
I am preoccupied with sexual thoughts


And the black tie on my dresser
I have formal attire that I may wear in certain situations


Bills to the AM
I have bills to pay in the morning


I'm gonna pay 'em
I intend to pay my bills


I could pack a nine
I am able to carry and use a firearm


Play the ghetto, really play 'em
I am familiar with the ways of the ghetto and able to navigate them


I'm just waitin' for the libra
I am waiting for a balanced and fair judgment


Judges, don't ya see one
I am seeking a judge who is fair and unbiased


Real nigga here, I ain't gots to porno freak one
I am a genuine person who does not need to pretend to be someone different around others


Inhale my doobie
I am smoking marijuana


Ain't it kinda groovy
It feels good and enjoyable


You'll be shinin' like a ruby
You will shine and feel special


It ain't nuttin' to me
It is not a big deal to me


Son'll make it happen
I will take care of what needs to be done


I'm out like the phantom
I am leaving quickly and discreetly


Disappear, reappear, yet I'm breakin' adams
I come and go quickly and effortlessly, causing chaos in my wake


Enter the mind, not many make it out
My thoughts can be intense and difficult to navigate


'Cause even real niggas don't know what I'm about
Even people who seem to know me well do not fully understand me


I'll drink my liquor
I will consume alcohol


The world's gettin' sicker
The world is becoming more troubled and corrupt


Crooked is the eye, watch you die, get the picture?
Dangerous people are watching and waiting to harm you, do you understand?


I wake up cold sweatin'
I wake up in a panic


I hear the gats wettin'
I hear gunshots in the distance


Niggas in the alleys lettin' off, what they gettin' is
People are shooting guns in the alleys and causing commotion


Hell on a platter
Terrible things are happening and it is overwhelming


Too much for your data
It is difficult to process and understand


Add shit to my skit, hoochie, what's the matter?
I am dealing with complicated situations and people, what's going on?


Robbin' me softly
Someone is taking advantage of me in a sneaky way


Bitch, back up off me
Someone is approaching me in an aggressive way and needs to leave me alone


I'll crack your lip, trip, then spit in your coffee
I will harm you physically and embarrass you


Ain't got the patience
I do not have the patience for this


Blowin' up your stations
I am causing chaos and destruction in your territory


Stay out my way, or go back to the ancients
Either avoid me or go back to a simpler time and place


The funk, funk, funkdoobiest
I am the funkdoobiest, a unique and funky individual


Tomorrow I'll be vibin'
I will have a positive attitude and energy tomorrow


To see a different aura
I will perceive things differently


It'll flow jamma
Everything will flow smoothly


Slim, let it simmer
Relax and let things happen


In the doobie, as it dries, open eyes, now remember
While I smoke my marijuana, I will reflect and recall important things


I don't need the drama
I do not want to deal with conflict and chaos


All these mack mamas
All these women who want to seduce me


Want to freak a nigga down
Want to have sex with a man


And take his black toma
And take his money or possessions


I'm tired of the plottin'
I am fed up with people scheming and plotting against me


My hood smells rotten
My community is in bad shape and has a bad energy


Tell all these niggas that Son ain't forgotten
I want everyone to know that I am not easily forgotten


Thank you for the memories
Thank you for the past experiences


And you know you can't get to me
You cannot harm or affect me


'Cause I'm drinkin' Hennessey
Because I am consuming alcohol and feeling invincible


Relieve that stressin'
Relax and relieve stress


Back to the essence
Going back to the basics and the core of things


I rest the best, I won't leave you guessin'
I am the best and will not keep you guessing


Fear is surrounded
There is fear and anxiety everywhere


The molar gets pounded
There is violence and aggression in my environment


I doubt if these celts know I'm out with the ounces
I do not think anyone knows that I am dealing drugs


On the double
Quickly and efficiently


Stumble into trouble
I accidentally get into trouble


The bums in the slums feelin' dumb, walk humble
Even people who seem lost in life can learn to be humble and wise


I hold my composure
I maintain my calm and level-headedness


Takin' out these soldiers
I am defeating my enemies


Cold wet my stroll and I'm lookin' over shoulders
I am alert and cautious as I walk through this dangerous environment


I'm lost in thought (I'm lost in thought)
I am deep in my own thoughts and introspection


I'm lost in thought (I'm lost in thought)
I am consumed by my own thoughts and emotions


I'm lost in thought (I'm lost in thought)
I am preoccupied and distracted by my own internal struggles


I'm lost in thought (I'm lost in thought)
I am completely absorbed in my own mind and consciousness




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Jason Vasquez, Larry Muggerud, Raymond Cortez

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

salo mea

I can feel the pressure
I take drastic measures
That sex on my mind
And the black tie on my dresser
Bills 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
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
'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 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
Want to 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
'Cause I'm drinkin' Hennessey
Relieve that stressin'
Back to the essence
I rest 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)



HayateLawless

I take drastic measures
That sex on my mind
And the black tie on my dresser
Bills to the A.M
How 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
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 ‘em die, get the picture?!

Chorus: FunkDoobiest:
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'
You'll see a different aura
It'll flow dimmer
Slim, let it simmer
In the doobie, as it dries, open eyes, now remember

[Chorus: FunkDoobiest]
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 the best, I won't leave you guessin'
Fear is surrounded
The molar gets pounded
I doubt if these scouts 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


[Chorus: FunkDoobiest]
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)



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Cristián Alfaro

2021, 41 años y aún vacilando este temazo, un saludo desde la tierra de los Angeles Negros

HERNANDO

@Ugly Music asi es 😉👍

Ugly Music

@HERNANDO no hay etiquetas validas hermano. rap x siempre

HERNANDO

Traje 44 años una empresa y una hija de 2 meses me convierte en un capitalista y aún recuerdo a mi profesora de ciencias sociales que me mando hacer un trabajo práctico social a un centro de rehabilitación de las adicciones creyendo que por ser rapero y escuchar funkydoobiest terminaría siendo un jefe de un cartel narcotraficante 😂😂😂 saludos desde. Argentina

Jibran Ramos

*2022 y seguimos sonando esto en los altoparlantes. Saludos mexicanos

Rendy MacBoogerballs

привет из Украины, 42, лучший трэк

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David Schlessinger

severely underrated, these guys are great

IOB1 Shrine

simply one of the best tracks i have ever listened to... must have heard this 500+ times, it never fails to buzz me out

Jan Kröhl

It is simply the best, following me since 25 years, every second, with every tear, in every victory and in every defeat. In all my thoughts all over those Times. It's my all time masterpiece.

Greetz from dying Germany

Jose fernando Gonzales hernandez

Cómo quisiera decirte _ angeles negros

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