Twisted Insane, Charlie Ray - Pick Your Poison lyrics
[Twisted Insane, Charlie Ray - Pick Your Poison lyrics]
Make the money first
Then when you get the money you get the power
Then when you get the power
Then you get the woman
Shrooms, ecstasy, alcohol, and the weed
Heroin
Overdosin', crystal-meth, pick your poison
If I take another hit
Then I'ma have another fit
And get to talkin' to my seat belt
Really get to zonin'
When I really get to rollin'
The homie told me you know I
Know exactly just how he felt
Hit em all up I hide behind my heat
Feelin' like I was trippin' 'cause
I couldn't feel my feet
I'm running up on the deep
And I'm right about to leap
And why the fuck can't I
Stop grinding my teeth
Pick your poison and bring your boys in
I got the toys and they go through niggas
Fully loaded clips when I'm off a trip
You don't really wanna see the
Shit I'll show you niggas
My heart is beatin' quicker
Maybe it was the pill or
Maybe it was the liquor
You feel like superman when your
Drinkin' from my elixir
But there ain't nobody stoppin' this
Venom I will deliver
And I want more seepin' into my pores
Got me sicker than a horse
Even if it was yours
I will leak it up on the floor
Have you wiping up the blood and
Semen when you do your chores
And I don't really care about
How sober you are
When you walkin' because you
Are gonna leave lit!
You can shoot it, you can light it
You can sniff it, you can shit
I got a million different ways for
You to take a fuckin' hit pick your poison
Over doses in bottles or
Baggies take your pick
Dawg you ain't had enough if that
Shit ain't make you sick
We in the street for that profit
To get them pockets swoll
Now get to pickin' your poison
And watch that rocket go
Shrooms, ecstasy, alcohol, and the weed
Heroin
Overdosin', crystal-meth, pick your poison
Huh, now a nigga like me
I ain't fuckin' with the powder see
I'd rather really pop a pill
Chase it with a little bit
Of liquor hit the Mary got me feelin' like I
Got some helicopter skills
And when I thought I was
Done there's more after
My niggas lookin' at me like
Dawg you gonna have ta
The hit's on me and since I'm
In the rotation I betcha
That I'll make it to Mars before NASA
Now shut the fuck up and give me a pain pill
So I can remain chill
And stay in the game still
Otherwise I'll be dealing with pain
Irritable and ready to murder somebody
There's nobody I can't kill
You niggas better lay off or it's Adolf
Put a motherfucker in a oven
With the steak sauce
But, I probably hit the weed
And forget and burned my
Fuckin 'house down you can see
That I'm sick so
Whatever just make sure I'm loaded
So I can take my mind off of this ho shit
I see so much, up my dosage
'Cause y'all niggas disrupt my focus
And I just wanna be numb
See I don't care what it is so give it
Up or I'ma have to stick a sword in
They probably wonderin' who the hell
Let the boys in
Twisted Insane and C ray pick your poison
Over doses in bottles or
Baggies take your pick
Dawg you ain't had enough if that
Shit ain't make you sick
We in the street for that profit
To get them pockets swoll
Now get to pickin' your poison
And watch that rocket go
Shrooms, ecstasy, alcohol, and the weed
Heroin
Overdosin', crystal-meth, pick your poison