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