Lyrics:
to feed the poison to you
Useless information for your useless little lives
The tv lies and pacifies
Do you believe everything you see?
Children
Mike Tyson doin' endos on a Haro
Queens Center mall by the Sbarro
I guess I got it sellin' nickel bags
I got it sellin' nickel bags
Real killer, drug
Yo, listen...
Everybody's on their phone
They're wanting that notification
These days, we wake up
Then straight away check for that new information
you enter
Hey yo once a crack head, always a tack head
You have no craftibility all that shit you talk is dead
As sex drugs and violence, balance
myself back into the rehabilitation center,
Alcohol an drug program,
Fix me up in that mutha fucka kick it, (wit who?)
Dave Perity an Jean Claude Van
Come back we'll throw a rope around the moon
And pretend that we're in Mandalay Again
Fuel and information
Are Siamese twins who poison everything
component of the dystopian era
The psychedelic drug LSD rapidly spreads across the West Coast
Creating a variety of change from the rise of the San Francisco
the switch and try to cook me
Silence a nigga for the shit I'm spittin, I know I'm scarin ya
A poison you created in the veins of America
Miseducated,
for the shit I'm spittin'
I know I'm scarin' ya
A poison you created in the veins of America
Miseducated, incarcerated, institutionalized
That 3rd
are calling for general information or a drug identification, press six
This the way we deal, this the way we deal
This the way we heal, this the way we
Standing there
Watching the capture of my body
To take me somewhere
Net drop, oh
Net drop, oh
Chains bound
Rope tied
Me down
Beating me bloody
And drug me
got a home for clones in the center of the Mojave
How do we cook with radiation? Build space stations?
We got that information from secret alien nations
fuck for lust
My dick the center of the tootsie pop the way she trying to suck it up
Different flavors of the za, pick your poison
Boy you lazy get
vocal booth my cockpit
Different Tingz piano fingers bring in the rhyme it’s the engine
Crash in you building your studio the trade center
We parachute
to hide ya banga wranglers
Thugged the fuck out hang with bash in ya face gat gangsta's
The governments these other kids it's like a drug abyss
That
hold on the culture from timely seeds planted
New artists adapted to supply what was demanded
Verbal poison infected minds of the population
this Capitalist aggression, but in the end, they learned a valuable lesson,
Woman 2,
Plus Group
they could no longer poison and profiteer year after
her missin' from the day-care center
How can you murder a killa'?
I refuse to die
Niggas be plotting and scheming
On my drug supply
Witness a murder
on probation
Yea I know I should be slow pacing
But the streets calling
Watching all the drug dealers hit the streets balling
Ducking drive by's was a once
They named a drug heroin
You think that's a coincidence
Nigga
Zero in
It's in your roots for you to lose
That's the type of shit they stew
See to them
bartended
Yo I go hard wit it, spitting poison
I'm arsenic
You could get punished you could get
It if you want it
Your stomach I'll carve into it
Then poke it
negative thoughts
And their own emotions
Slave to the media together
with all it's fake informations
Slave to hard drugs
And it's constant addiction
Slave
space, yet on our streets, the hungry is neglected, our
Kids are infected with illnesses like sex, drugs, and violence, parents are not dealing
With real
business overseas
They manufacture hardcore drugs
Investing in big pharmacy
Making you believe it's real
Inject a virus, next is pills
Trust the science it's
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