What's Ya Poison (feat. Cormega)

Yo, my rap taste good in my mouth like Deer Park For your ears to list this, you don't wanna miss this dun Don't be a statistic, keep your rhymes to yourself, we make Fools out of niggas and write shit that would certainly move y'all niggas Peace to my summer villains with pink houses, from Red Hook to QB You know the routine, we need a movie to show how our life is so ill Every summer in the projects we partied on the benches, few gallons Of gin and Pepsi, remember Party wars, that was back in like 90 We use to roll o-wees now we stuff dutches Kids rushin', what's your discussion Y'all niggas talk alot of shit heard you on your tape frontin' I fake nothin', fuck around and push the wrong button I dedicate my days to seein' you drip blood, I will always love Gambino and ScarFace, Killa Black, no man can fill your shoes, now What's bad news, it couldn't get no worse, so what y'all niggas know About the turmoil, what ya know about your blood soil, clothes and little Hoes and the legs of pant slugs that crack the shin bone, the other shot Blasts through your left clavical, melt Swizz suits and paint the avenues How you want it? Bent scheme or straight blunted, many are rare, rore Havoc has just over done it, while you sittin' there whisperin' Like a little girl, fuck, waitin' around till the dutchy gets twirled We goin' at you, not 'cause we want to but 'cause we have to To avoid the situation that you couldn't last through If I can't have it at all I don't want it at all Off top serious dogg, I'm out for the raw, back to the world The shit that I kick will dazzle your girl, handle the bitch Can't then take her for pearl, get him with the pink slip Get him bent to he hurl, Hennessy got my mind locked, tight in a curl Hold it down like Saddam you can't search my click Even with dirty worms, I'm gonna still appear How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted Yo, my pen is sick like a heroin addict, whenever Mega spits, I exhale Preciseness, drug dealer ghetto shit, sweat in my hand, plus the finer Numb from mesasurin' grams, gun on my waist, in case I see son Who wetted my man, I be Gortexin' to death, rockin' ice with special fxs Obvious I was destined to rep, yo my persona's the drama, my infamous Congrommalits considered mad real, niggas feel the Montana shit Born official, my niggas that are gone I miss you I shed a tear, see y'all niggas when I get there Yo, my dun did six years and still didn't hit the strip I'm waitin' on the day when Rikers Island ciphers are incomplete When I can sleep with no heat, hidden beneath the sheet And I can relax with my air max, appearin' on my feet When I rhyme you enter my mind, seein' nigga's lead to excellence I represented then manifested in the beat Respect this like a Lexus jeep, my technique Leaves my enemies stretched for weeks, vexed in me Especially they know my destiny, man they scared to death of me Can't even question me, I serve them like stretchin' ki's, please How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted How you want it, bent scheme or straight blunted Blunted