I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Coldest decisions they coincide with my pure intentions
My peer attention turned my 20 to a 10 year sentence
If ignorance is bliss
Then I can't feel as glorified
My people don't believe in God
That's why they terrified
I know I'm building up my frame
But I ain't picture perfect
The devil lurking the the corner
Homie I ain't nervous
Ain't beat the verdict
Trappin Servín is a disease
So many take the trip I took
But they don't get to leave
And I believed if I ain't slangin
Then I'd get denied
Ain't gotta make it out the struggle
Just go survive
Don't be the kindle when these choppa sticks-a get to firin
These bitches choosin so be careful how you advertise
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Now in addition I'm exactly
The factor you missing
You just a fraction
Not a half of my dastard division
You get subtracted by the struggle
Or you multiply
Ain't gotta read it on a blimp
To know the world is mine
I shot a kite to bro
I'm boutta go what should I do
He say how you lookin up to me when I look up to you
I'm in this bitch for 25
You 22 and ya they hung you on that 10
But made parole you go and live your life
Took his advice that's what im doin
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life
Than pourin up a fifth
And making dollars offa slanging some poison and bliss
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Took his advice that's what I'm doing
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life than pouring up a fifth
And making dollars off of slanging some poison and bliss
KB Rock - POISON & BLISS Lyrics
KB Rock - POISON & BLISS Lyrics
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I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Coldest decisions they coincide with my pure intentions
My peer attention turned my 20 to a 10 year sentence
If ignorance is bliss
Then I can't feel as glorified
My people don't believe in God
That's why they terrified
I know I'm building up my frame
But I ain't picture perfect
The devil lurking the the corner
Homie I ain't nervous
Ain't beat the verdict
Trappin Servín is a disease
So many take the trip I took
But they don't get to leave
And I believed if I ain't slangin
Then I'd get denied
Ain't gotta make it out the struggle
Just go survive
Don't be the kindle when these choppa sticks-a get to firin
These bitches choosin so be careful how you advertise
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Now in addition I'm exactly
The factor you missing
You just a fraction
Not a half of my dastard division
You get subtracted by the struggle
Or you multiply
Ain't gotta read it on a blimp
To know the world is mine
I shot a kite to bro
I'm boutta go what should I do
He say how you lookin up to me when I look up to you
I'm in this bitch for 25
You 22 and ya they hung you on that 10
But made parole you go and live your life
Took his advice that's what im doin
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life
Than pourin up a fifth
And making dollars offa slanging some poison and bliss
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Took his advice that's what I'm doing
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life than pouring up a fifth
And making dollars off of slanging some poison and bliss
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Coldest decisions they coincide with my pure intentions
My peer attention turned my 20 to a 10 year sentence
If ignorance is bliss
Then I can't feel as glorified
My people don't believe in God
That's why they terrified
I know I'm building up my frame
But I ain't picture perfect
The devil lurking the the corner
Homie I ain't nervous
Ain't beat the verdict
Trappin Servín is a disease
So many take the trip I took
But they don't get to leave
And I believed if I ain't slangin
Then I'd get denied
Ain't gotta make it out the struggle
Just go survive
Don't be the kindle when these choppa sticks-a get to firin
These bitches choosin so be careful how you advertise
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Now in addition I'm exactly
The factor you missing
You just a fraction
Not a half of my dastard division
You get subtracted by the struggle
Or you multiply
Ain't gotta read it on a blimp
To know the world is mine
I shot a kite to bro
I'm boutta go what should I do
He say how you lookin up to me when I look up to you
I'm in this bitch for 25
You 22 and ya they hung you on that 10
But made parole you go and live your life
Took his advice that's what im doin
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life
Than pourin up a fifth
And making dollars offa slanging some poison and bliss
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem wit it
You gon needa pop klonopin
I gotta get it
Not a lot offend me
Got a problem with it
Ain't gotta feel me
Just gotta acknowledge our bottled sins
Took his advice that's what I'm doing
Pray I never miss
Pray his parole don't get denied
He got a wife and kids
I ask myself what's more to life than pouring up a fifth
And making dollars off of slanging some poison and bliss
Writer: K Brock
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