The look of drugs is in your eyes:
a look makeup can't disguise.

The look of drugs
is displaying that you’re
high nearly every day.
For you they are a scourge;
in the end you’re gonna pay.

They have got a hold upon you;
they are gonna harm you.
I believe you’re fated
to a short life; won’t you
hang out with a new crew?

You’ve got the look of drugs
creeping apace
into the lines of your face.
Mainlines alright?
You still just snorting up
to get your kicks of bliss?
Don’t make a druggies' vow,
then seal it with a fix!

They will have a worse hold on you,
so to your arm be true,
or else you’ll be fated
to be with the morgue crew
if that’s what you should do.

Don’t ever go
beyond just blow—
or rigor mo’!