What Goes Around

Ayo its poison, ecstacy, coke

You say its love, it is poison

Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison

Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison

Doctors injecting our infants with the poison

Religion misoverstood is poison

Niggas up in my hood be getting shot giving poison

In hospitals, shots rittle the block

Little children and elderly women run for their lives

Drizzling rain come out the sky every time somebody dies,

Must be out my fucking mind, what is this, the hundreth time?

Sending flowers to funerals, reading rest in peace

You know the usual, death comes in threes

Life is short is what some nigga said

Not if you measure life by how one lives and what he did

Its funny how these black killer companies is making money off us

Fast food, colas, sodas skull and bone crossers

Ayo its poison, ecstacy, coke

You say its love, it is poison

Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison

Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison

Doctors injecting our infants with the poison

Religion misoverstood is poison

Sisters up in my hood trying to do good given choices

When pregnant drop out of school or have abortions

Stop working hoping that they find a man that will support them

Up late night on they mothers cordless, thinking a perm or

Bleaching cream will make better when they gorgeous

White girls tanning, lypo suction

Fake titties are implanted, fake lips thats life destruction

Lightskin women, bi-racial hateful toward themselves

Denying even they blood

I don't judge Tiger Woods but I overstand the mental poison

Thats even worser than drugs

Ayo its poison, ecstacy, coke

You say its love, it is poison

Schools where I learned they should be burned, it is poison

Physicians prescripting us medicine which is poison

Doctors injecting our infants with the poison

Religion misoverstood is poison

Radio and TV poison, white Jesus poison

And any thoughts of taking me down is poison

Who want beef now, my heat shell annoyed them, plaow

Never to worry, all the wrong doers got it coming back to em

A thousand times over

Every dog has its day and everything flips around

Even the most greatest nation in the world has it coming back to em

Everyone reaps what they sew that's how it goes

Innocent lives will be taken, it may get worse but we'll get through it

Yall be strong

The China-men built the railroad

The Indians saved the Pilgrim

And in return the Pilgrim killed em

They call it it Thanksgiving, I call your holiday hellday

Cause I'm from poverty, neglected by the wealthy

Me and my niggas share gifts every day like Christmas

Slay bitches and party everyday like this is the last

I'm with my heckles connecting and we hitting the lad

This is my level, fuck if it get you mad

It's all poison, all of my words to enemies it is poison

Rappers only talk about ki's, its all poison

How could you call yourself emcees you ain't poison

Think about the kids you mislead with the poison

And any thoughts of taking me down is all poison

Who want beef now, my heat shell annoyed them, plaow

What goes around comes around my nigga

And what goes up it must come down my nigga

The soldiers found below the ground my nigga

Just hold it down we older now my nigga

What goes around comes around my nigga

And what goes up it must come down my nigga

The soldiers found below the ground my nigga

Just hold it down we older now my nigga

This nigga Ike with the Iverson jersey

Light skin with herpees

Fuckin' sisters in Harlem, Brooklyn and D.C.

This is the problem cause he never tell em he got it

From letting fags suck him off Rikers Island in nine-three

Drives in Benz, hangs in all the parties

All the concerts, backstage where the stars be

Rocking their shirts in bitches faces like clockwork

Whats your name, where you from, chain blinging

Thinking girls everywheres dumb, taking powder ruining their lives

So they could never have babies, and they could never be wives

He never used a condom, give him head he got ya

Met the wrong bitch and now he dead from the monster AIDs

I contemplate, believing in karma

Those on top could just break and wont be eating tomorrow

I know some bitches who be sleeping on niggas dreams

They leave when they nigga blow she the first bitch on her knees

Knowing dudes thats neglecting their seeds

Instead of taking care of em they spending money on trees

I pray for you deadbeat daddies

Cause when them kids get grown its too late for you

Now you old and you getting shitted on

Its all scientific, mystic, you know the Earth and the stars

Don't hesitate to say you heard it from Nas

What is destined shall be

George Bush killer til George Bush kills me

Much blessings be healthy, remember