pick your poison - king twano lyrics
hook
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you could die by the money and the fame
the people that you love gon always change (that’s fr)
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you can die from these chains and these cars
but remember don’t forget just who you are (believe that)
verse
no love lost for em
how it’s so hard to be loyal
every n-gga say they love you sh-t, but that don’t mean they for you
tired of seeing murder ink on my timeline, these n-ggas got no morals
k!lling each other off, makes me wonder why a n-gga won’t evolve
these n-ggas don’t want degrees, rather see a n-gga dead by tomorrow
rather see a n-gga dead on the news, they don’t wanna see me ball
i was praying on my knees, back on my feet, now i’m standing tall
i remember when my uncle died, i can’t forget that phone call
i remember when they took da’mon, i was writing “no love”
didn’t know that a year later, i was really feeling no love
just to get my dawgs back, sh-t i would probably take a couple slugs
why the good die young? sh-t made me lose all my faith in god
please bring em back for me, i can’t even stand the pain
i’ve been going through a lot behind closed doors, sh-t ain’t been the same
a lot of n-ggas i would give my last too, was the same ones that changed
and i still think about my cousin even though he sitting in some chains
he told me keep on pushing, he told me keep on moving
even when this sh-t looking like a loss, little n-gga get through it
even when the sky turns black, and blood dripping cause they shooting
and when it’s war on ya corner, life could be the best teacher to a student
i’m from baltimore, maryland, this the home of the wire
the only place where you hear gunshots and it sound like a choir
the only place where you see kids getting thrown into gunfire
somedays i just wanna die because im getting sick of being tired
hook
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you could die by the money and the fame
the people that you love gon always change (that’s fr)
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you can die from these chains and these cars
but remember don’t forget just who you are (believe that)
verse
this the life of a young n-gga in the city really full of hate
where these n-ggas want a bag so bad they will blow a n-gga brains
they hit that n-gga broad day, thinking that they good cause they got away
3 weeks laters now they inna cell, thinking how this could’ve changed
i got n-ggas serving life, sacrificed they life just for some stripes
life is more like a stop sign like a deer caught in headlights
pray to god i see 18 before these n-gga try a homicide
hope my mother looking down on me smiling cause her son doing right
some nights i don’t wanna write, some days i don’t wanna talk
some days i’m just on my grind
ima flip that bag like a somersault
so much pain i should walk it off
man being real give you a heavy heart
born inna light die in the dark
for the people hating, no love lost
hook
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you could die by the money and the fame
the people that you love gon always change (that’s fr)
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
pick ya poison (x3) n-gga
you can die from these chains and these cars
but remember don’t forget just who you are (believe that)
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