The poison (feat: sway ,tigger da author )

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 killing us all
Oh, oh, the poison is slowly killing us

Mikill Pane:
It hasn't killed 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 IOU
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 shit
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 sex, drugs, 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

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 pussy 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
Mikill 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 assembly, 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

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?

The poison is slowly killing us
The poison is slowly killing us