| What’s poison?
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| Pussy, drugs
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| Girls, love
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| Money, none of the above
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| You know you can’t
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| Stop that shit once
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| You’ve had it
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| Too much of anything
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| Will make you an addict
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| Hey’yo I step back
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| Realize on the fact
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| My neighborhood’s plagued
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| With heroin, the meth and the crack
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| A series of crimes
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| Committed on the track
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| Is enough to make a statement
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| About the way that we act
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| We living in the place of
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| Closed minds and sealed fates
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| It’s either dryed always
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| Or closed gates
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| And every second wednesday
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| We celebrate
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| But was it really worth the wait?
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| Just to have two days of the month
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| To feel great
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| And every other day of the month
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| I feel hate
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| I still wait
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| I shed some light for my rhymes
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| Just to give some direction
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| To the minds of the blind
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| The dark fist of the streets
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| Has a tight grip
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| Dreams drip to the drain
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| Coming out a needle tip
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| People slip
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| Without even knowing it
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| Next thing they know
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| They addicted
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| To the blow n' shit
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| It’s a cold world
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| And what’s to follow?
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| Walking zombies in the streets
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| With their souls left hollow
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| Crossed ya whole family
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| Because you chose the bottle
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| Ya only live once
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| Might not be a tomorrow
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| What’s poison?
|
| Pussy, drugs
|
| Girls, love
|
| Money, none of the above
|
| You know you can’t
|
| Stop that shit once
|
| You’ve have it
|
| Too much of anything
|
| Will make you an addict
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| I’m a product of too much narcotics
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| Infatuated with pharmiceuticals
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| And antibiotics
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| My movements robotic
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| Through my habitat
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| My habits be that of a man
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| With too much weight on his back
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| Never fiction, just fact
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| Never slip in my tracks
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| I like the ones on your arm
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| ers and pig farms
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| Fire arms and silent alarms
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| Addictions a bitch
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| I never got along with cold turkeys
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| Just slept with the fish
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| In an ocean of booze
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| Girls left beaten and bruised
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| Cuz they addicted to someone
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| Who beats her to prove he’s the man
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| But dude your just another sucker
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| You touch my mother again
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| And I’mma kill you motherfucker!
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| This shit’s as real as it gets
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| Gambling and bets
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| Can leave you with no hands or feet
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| Or sliced in the neck
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| People say everythings okay with moderation
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| But that observation don’t mean shit
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| To my generation
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| What’s poison?
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| Pussy, drugs
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| Girls, love
|
| Money, none of the above
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| You know you can’t
|
| Stop that shit once
|
| You’ve have it
|
| Too much of anything
|
| Will make you an addict |