What’s Ya Poison lyrics

[Intro: Prodigy]
f*cking clown ass n*ggas, man
(Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huh)
f*ck wrong with these n*ggas, man?
Word to mother, son
That good sh*t
This sh*t right here (Gotta bring sh*t back, man)
Should give you strength, n*gga (knahmean?)
Should keep you healthy
(That's what I'm talking about)
Word up, dunn

[Verse 1: Prodigy, (Havoc)]
Yo, my rap tastes good in my mouth like Deer Park
For your ears to list' this
You don't wanna miss this, dunn
Don't be a statistic
Keep your rhymes to yourself, we make fools out of n*ggas
And write sh*t that certainly'll move y'all n*ggas
Peace, to my Sumner villains in pink houses
From Red Hook, to QB, y'all know the routine
We need a movie to show how our life so ill (f*ckin' for real...)
Every summer in the projects, we partied on the benches
A few gallons of gin and Pepsi
Remember party balls? (I remember that sh*t)
That was back in like '90
We used to roll ooh-wees, now we stuff Dutches big – bust it
What's the discussion?
Y'all n*ggas talk a lot of sh*t, heard you on the tape frontin'
I fakes nothin', f*ck around and push the wrong button
I'll dedicate my days to seeom' you drip blood
Will always love Gambo 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 n*ggas know about the turmoil?
What y'all know about the blood, soil, clothes
And little holes in the legs of pants? Slugs crack the shin bone
The other shots blast through your left clavicle
Melt Swiss suits and paint the avenues
[Verse 2: Havoc]
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?
Medium rare, raw? Havoc's over done it
And while you sittin' there, whisperin' like a little girl
f*ck, waitin' around 'til the dutchie gets twirled
We going at you, not 'cause we want to, 'cause we have to
Provoked a situation that you couldn't last through
If I can't have it all, then I don't want it at all
Off top, serious, dawg – I'm out for the brawl
Battle the world, sh*t I kick'll dazzle your girl
Handle the b*tch – can't? Then take this referral
Hit 'em with the pink slip, get 'em bent to earl
Hennessy got my mind locked–tight in a curl
Hold it down like Saddam, you can't search my crib
Even with dirty worms, I'ma still appear

[Refrain: Havoc]
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?

[Verse 3: Cormega]
Yo, yo – my pen is sick like a heroin addict
Whenever Mega spit, I exhale preciseness
Drug dealer ghetto sh*t; sweat in my hand
Plus the fingers numb from measuring grams
Gun on my waist, in case I see son who wetted my mans
I be Gore-Tex'ing to death, rockin' ice with special effects
It's obvious that I was destined to rep
Yo, my persona is the drama, my Infamous conglomerates
Considered mad real, n*ggas feel the Montana sh*t
Born official; my n*ggas that's gone, I miss you
I shed a tear, see y'all n*ggas when I get there
Yo, my dunn did six years and still didn't hit the street
I'm waiting on the day–when Rikers Island ciphers' incomplete
When I can sleep with no heat hidden beneath the sheet
And can relax–with my Air Max appearing on my feet
When I rhyme, you enter my mind – seein' n*ggas peep
The excellence I represent is manifested in the beat
Respect this, like a Lexus Jeep
My techniques leaves my enemies stressed for weeks
Vexed at me, especially knowin' my destiny is near
They scared to death of me, they fear
To even question me, I'll serve 'em like I'm stretchin' keys – please...
[Refrain: Havoc]
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?
How you want it – bent, ski'ed, or straight blunted?