Kis The Indigo - Poison & Destroy (Furious Anger Freestyle) lyrics

[Kis The Indigo - Poison & Destroy Furious Anger Freestyle lyrics]

I'm not guilty you're the one that's guilty
The lawmakers, the politicians
The Columbian drug lords
 all you who lobby against making drugs
Legal just like you
Did with alcohol during the
Prohibition you're the one who's guilty
I mean,  c'mon
Let's kick the ballistics here:
(And you will know my name is
The Lord) Ain't no Uzi's
Made in Harlem i mean not one of us in
Here owns a poppy field this
Thing is bigger than Nino
Brown this is big business this
Is the American way

Yeah I can' stop and I won't stop
Until the motherfucking feds drop
Keep my mother in my heart she's my mascot
Keep my tears in the dark
And that's the last drop
'Cause fuck all the crying shit
Time to get the guap
We shoot shit up and then we setting up shop
Red on white, feel like I'm Basquiat
Back on top until the casket drop
She wouldn't talk to me and
Now she giving me top
Her man said he finna pull up on the block
Like I run from the opps
I don't even give a fuck about the cops
I'm like Kobe I shoot till they flop
(Unreal! Are you kidding me?)
As the tears start to fadeaway and
The pain start to get away
I found a dyke but we need a straighter way
My life been bouncing on a scale
It's just like an 808 my workout so hard
It's like I need no weight

I'm falling and I can't turn back

Yeah I'm back at it just like a crack addict
Sold reggie, sold preemo
Mos def about my mathematics
But will this paper absorb all these tears?
'Cause, I've been doing this
Fucking dirt for years
Just to be put in it in a matter of seconds
We only appreciate the past when
Life's really a present
I was living a lie I had to find truth
You just poison the youth
I put my soul in my rhymebook
So it gotta be chrysography
I got the soul from Prodigy
I don't even write bars
I hit you with psychology
God sparked the idea and Nietzche wrote
But, I rap like I'm stuck in '90s East Coast
And that's deadass
The flow faster than Fedex
And you couldn't spit a bar even
If you coughed up xanax

And I will strike down upon thee with great
Vengeance and furious anger those who attempt
To poison and destroy my brothers and you
Will know my name is the Lord!

Without question
I stay aware Dunn I'm listenin'
Everytime we speak it's real
I know your intentions
To make sure we both safe
Livin' and breathin'
You gets all respect from me Dunn, believe it
Yo we got kids to raise and bills to pay
Enemies to lay down when they
Stand in our way, it's only us
(What about the clique?) Now if
You die is they comin'?
When you shot do they feel the bullet?
And when you broke can they
Fix it? Aight then, you keep writin'
And let me do the thinkin'
I brought us this far without mistaken

Voices in my head

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