Livin' In The City

Poison Clan

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    Intro:
    Poison Clan's in the house and ya don't stop!
    JT's in the house and ya don't stop!
    Tony Cash in the house and ya can't quit!
    Poison Clan comin' dope with the funky shit!
    Hey yo throw ya hands in the air!
    And wave 'em like ya just don't care!
    And if you're ready to rock with JT and the Clan
    Lemme hear ya say aw yeah!

    Verse 1: JT Money
    JT wreckin' shit like a drunk driver
    The Bitch-izer's richer and wiser
    Niggas camouflage to be large like the great one
    Talkin' shit? Oh, that's a mistake, son!
    'Cause I'm on track like a train
    Puttin' niggas in pain, who think they can hang
    With the likes of the Money Man
    I'm from the Clan; I leave your head spinnin' like a fan
    So spread your hustle, we can go off the muscle
    Brothers talk shit, but still don't wanna tussle
    With the Clan's warrior!
    Make a sad story o' whoever's in the section,
    'Cause all you get is wrecked, son
    If you don't know what you're in for,
    Pay attention as I mention the info
    Or you'll get slapped like a hoe
    I'm from the bottom, niggas! Act like you know!

    Chorus (4x):
    [I am ROUGH!]
    [Another hit from the freestyle fanatic]

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    Verse 2: JT Money
    Save the beef for the patty; I don't rap for the weak
    The Poison Clan's mack daddy ain't your speed
    I get respect to the maximum, some be actin' dumb
    They're not down with the Poison, so I'm taxin' 'em
    Eatin' 'em up, like a gyro sandwich
    They're never Poison Clan 'cause they do zero damage
    JT Money's the man you can never predict
    I'm crusin' while suckas gettin' sea-sick
    Now stuff like this you can't resist nowadays
    Poison is power, and power pays
    So I choose to be Poisonous
    You can never pose a threat if you put your boys in this
    But rather though, you'll tell your kids a story of
    JT, the Poison Clan warrior
    I'm never lost in the source 'cause I'm the boss
    Hot like the devil but cool as Jack Frost
    And I fly niggas' head like a frisbee
    You just seen a rough nigga gettin' busy

    Chorus
    Motherfuckers on roaches still can't hang with me
    The mack daddy's back on track and it's plain to see
    I'm one of the best out, I'm waitin' the next 'bout
    Never fakin' makin' the opposite sex shout
    Niggas act hard when they know they soft
    Pull a switch on your back and turn yo' ass off
    'Cause the shit y'all kickin' ain't hittin'
    The shit I kick kick ass; I ain't bullshittin'
    I'm on a rampage to do damage
    Eat you like a sandwich, 'cause you can't manage
    Niggas try to get fly, so then I wreck 'em
    Kick 'em in the rectum, and then reject 'em
    I make Hell raise, kick like a 12-guage
    Make you feel like you're trapped in a steel cage
    Niggas kickin' nursery rhymes and weak fables
    I kick shit like I'm walkin' through a horse stable
    Gettin' shit on my steel-toe, but still chilled, though
    My foot'll be up yo' ass like a dildo
    So don't be next, black
    'Cause I cause way more shit than Ex-Lax

    Chorus

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    Composición: Jeff J.T. Thompkins

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