[Chorus]
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Ayo its poison, ecstacy, coke
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You say its love, it is poison
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Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison
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Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison
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Doctors injecting our infants with the poison
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Religion misoverstood is poison
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[Verse 1]
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Niggas up in my hood be getting shot giving poison
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In hospitals, shots rittle the block
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Little children and elderly women run for their lives
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Drizzling rain come out the sky every time somebody dies,
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Must be out my fucking mind, what is this, the hundreth time?
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Sending flowers to funerals, reading rest in peace
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You know the usual, death comes in threes
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Life is short is what some nigga said
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Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did
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Its funny how these black killer companies is making money off us
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Fast food, colas, sodas skull and bone crossers
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2]
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Sisters up in my hood trying to do good given choices
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When pregnant drop out of school or have abortions
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Stop working hoping that they find a man that will support them
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Up late night on they mothers cordless, thinking a perm or
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Bleaching cream will make better when they gorgeous
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White girls tanning, lypo suction
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Fake titties are implanted, fake lips thats life destruction
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Lightskin women, bi-racial hateful toward themselves
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Denying even they blood
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I don't judge Tiger Woods but I overstand the mental poison
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Thats even worser than drugs
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3]
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Radio and TV poison, white Jesus poison
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And any thoughts of taking me down is poison
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Who want beef now, my heat shell annoyed them, plaow
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[Talking]
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Never to worry, all the wrong doers got it coming back to em
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A thousand times over
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Every dog has its day and everything flips around
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Even the most greatest nation in the world has it coming back to em
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Everyone reaps what they sew that's how it goes
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Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it
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Yall be strong
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[Verse 4]
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The China-men built the railroad
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The Indians saved the Pilgrim
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And in return the Pilgrim killed em
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They call it it Thanksgiving, I call your holiday hellday
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Cause I'm from poverty, neglected by the wealthy
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Me and my niggas share gifts every day like Christmas
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Slay bitches and party everyday like this is the last
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I'm with my heckles connecting and we hitting the lad
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This is my level, fuck if it get you mad
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It's all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison
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Rappers only talk about ki's, its all poison
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How could you call yourself emcees you ain't poison
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Think about the kids you mislead with the poison
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And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison
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Who want beef now, my heat shell annoyed them, plaow
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[Hook]
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What goes around comes around my nigga
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And what goes up it must come down my nigga
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The soldiers found below the ground my nigga
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Just hold it down we older now my nigga
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What goes around comes around my nigga
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And what goes up it must come down my nigga
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The soldiers found below the ground my nigga
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Just hold it down we older now my nigga
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[Verse 5]
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This nigga Ike with the Iverson jersey
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Light skin with herpees
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Fuckin' sisters in Harlem, Brooklyn and D.C.
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This is the problem cause he never tell em he got it
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From letting fags suck him off Rikers Island in nine-three
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Drives in Benz, hangs in all the parties
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All the concerts, backstage where the stars be
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Rocking their shirts in bitches faces like clockwork
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Whats your name, where you from, chain blinging
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Thinking girls everywheres dumb, taking powder ruining their lives
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So they could never have babies, and they could never be wives
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He never used a condom, give him head he got ya
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Met the wrong bitch and now he dead from the monster AIDs
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I contemplate, believing in karma
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Those on top could just break and wont be eating tomorrow
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I know some bitches who be sleeping on niggas dreams
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They leave when they nigga blow she the first bitch on her knees
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Knowing dudes thats neglecting their seeds
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Instead of taking care of em they spending money on trees
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I pray for you deadbeat daddies
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Cause when them kids get |