Tiggs Da Author - The Poison lyrics

[Hook: Tigger Da Author] Moving in the fast lane, on the road to excellence Feeling like we're hell-bound, even though we're heaven-sent We're screaming oh, oh, the poison is slowly k**ing us all Oh, oh, the poison is slowly k**ing us [Verse 1: Mik** Pane] It hasn't k**ed me yet but it hasn't made me stronger either In fact I'm really desperate to grab an eighth of stronger reefer A pack of cigarettes and a cab to my place with a stop for pizza And I haven't said Rizla yet, plus you'll have to pay for these on your Visa I had plenty of cash with me, but I'm a rapper so I spent it rapidly But that shouldn't be a problem, I've got enough left for a twenty bag of weed So put the rest on your plastic, please, I can bless you with an I-O-U Drinks at my place? Actually, it's probably best that you buy those too Every woman I've said that to has had their doubts but I've scored though When they give me their numbers it's their bank accounts and their sort codes And I'm a man of my word, so I'm fine with it, I just transfer it online and sh** If internet banking hadn't saved my life, I'd have to return to what rhymes with it But for now, after just enough poison I'm fine with the s**, d**, rock and roll Those are the things I just can't avoid, I was fine for a sec but I lost control Until it catches up with me, I live fast so blink and you'll miss it I'm going down enough slippery slopes to take part in the Winter Olympics, sing it [Hook] [Verse 2: Sway] Before 21, I was quite ordinary, couldn't hit a note but I bought me some keys Only gear I moved was an MPC so when the pigs snort, ain't talking to me Living in this animal city, broke hearts full of animosity Whether you're p**y whipped or love-drunk, man, I guess your poison could be called whisky Super Swah, still with me? Not a lot of other rappers on the bill with me Mik** with me, that's "Pane" not Cham others really haven't got the bottle to to chill with me Uh, quit your whining, get like Kanye, start kit designing We're living in a jungle, can't miss the lion, if you ever see a Tigger that writes you better sign him The tight rope can easily hang 'em, so it's all about keeping the balance I smell a rant from underground, acts that don't get the push or they're tweeting with Malice I used to Mobb Deep like Italians, get so lean that we speak in italics I don't smoke and I'm no longer a prodigy but when I roll up I'm still wreaking of havoc Never underesti-me, did nearly a decade in the game, ask Chester P Little Derek in a**embly, they were singing who shot the sheriff I was dreaming I shot the deputy Brap from back when TV's had a back I was glued to the MTV that they had The poison, I've got the remedy [Hook] [Bridge: Tigger Da Author] Why does it seem so bleak? Why is the sea so deep? Am I the only one? Am I the only one? [Hook] The poison is slowly k**ing us The poison is slowly k**ing us