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Hot Water Music Poison

I could waste away with politics, or drown myself with wine. Confine myself to solitude, and inject poison into my mind. Meanwhile outside, everything

, 40 Water you drunk as me? Anytime Numskull (then lets get keyed) (we the drunkest niggaz in the industry) The highest niggaz in the industry, 40 Water

love and thievery not a chance in redemptions hell cause your head is hot and fevery hot and fevery hot and fevery hot and fever hot and fevery (g. verse

ll roll your way (You out there? Louder) The more you bite, your body gets hot Don't get too close, because you might get shot Gnawin' at my rhyme like a poisonous

in your eyes miss vincent. You told me once I made you smile we both know damn well I didn't. I'm not much of a jester but I'd test poison food for

You - you're wasting my time We're making music we're doing fine Then a slap in the face takes me back to the starting line You - your wasting my life

who have lost their own Are you food for the moon? The potion is you Just in case you try to poison my food but I want you to Rap music and those who

You - you're wasting my time We're making music we're doing fine Then a slap in the face takes me back to the starting line You - your wasting my life

flick, with a roundhouse kick I'm built for this shit like the pyramids in Egypt I'm so cold I touch hot water and freeze it E I rock with the blood of