Charles Xavier - Pick Your Poison lyrics

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Charles Xavier - Pick Your Poison lyrics

[Intro] In this country you got to 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, h**n Overdosin', crystal-meth, pick your poison [Verse 1: Twisted-Insane] If I take another hit Then I'mma have another fit And get to talkin to my seatbelt 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 cuz I couldn't feel my feet I'm running up on the deep And I'm right about to leap And why the f** can't I stop grinding my teeth Pick your poison and bring your boys in I got the toys and they go through n***as Fully loaded clips when I'm off a trip You don't really wanna see the sh** I'll show you n***as.. 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 sh** I got a million different ways for you to take a f**in hit Pick your poison [Hook] Over doses in bottles or baggies take your pick Dawg you ain't had enough if that sh** 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, h**n Overdosin', crystal-meth, pick your poison [Verse 2: Charles Xavier] Huh, now a n***a like me I ain't f**in 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 sk**s And when I thought I was done theres more after My n***as lookin at me like dawg you gonna have ta The hits on me and since I'm in the rotation I betcha That I'll make it to Mars before NASA Now shut the f** 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 invitable Ready to murder somebody theres nobody I can't k**! You n***as better lay off or it's Adolf Put a motherf**er in a oven with the steak sauce But I probably hit the weed and forget and burned my f**in house down you can see that I'm sick so Whateva just make sure I'm loaded So I can take my mind off of this ho sh** I see so much of this dosage Cuz yall n***as disrupt my focus And I just wanna be numb See I don't care what it is so give it up or I'mma have to stick a sword in They probably wonderin' who the hell let the boys in Twisted Insane and C.Ray pick your poison [Hook]

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