Kush Arora - Poison Pill lyrics

ZULU and I will tell you. How fi deal with the jealousy Don't bother stress at all, cause I DONE give you the recipe Aphrodisiac poison pill inna your system for real CHORUS Just take your Poison Pill One taste you might get k**ed POISON... Undercover heathenistic freak all the while, Caught up in the game every time 'cause me trust the big bu*t and the smile Tell me what you want, k** me with the raw s** appeal you haffi flaunt All of my inner demons take over whenever you deh 'bout, you are the reason Why me get haunted, girl But lately you love to hate me, just because of my time inna the limelight When me back deh a yard with the bank card she don't care and the situation alright Ain't no hate thing, I hear the same thing from the rest of the youth inna the business How the love interest make you choose, Everything you coulda lose SO DONT BEG FORGIVENESS CHORUS Just take your Poison Pill One taste you might get k**ed Beautiful, But you a k** it with the venomous words. Bad Man me give the gal dem something over the riddim and it's never been heard Lip service and them all fi catch the feelings then them want to give the excuse Don't matter what the gal say you don't believe it. Some gal take man for fool REASON... Tell you 'bout the price of the fame a man fi get, Breddren all the while, make it rain Inna de club and the gal fi get it wet. Well, This is what a gwaan. Suffer from, the damn COMPETITION all along All of your jealousy did take over whenever me deh bout, A the reason Why me get scarce now Cause lately you try to hate me, just because me step out of the Boulevard I do believe that you must be crazy, try to outspend everyone and now your times hard With the hate thing I hear the same thing from the dread 'pon the track at the control Jealousy just a RUN from the ones who a try win the race, but can't hold a candle SO Just take your Poison Pill One taste you might get k**ed Done with the hatred... PLUS they keep it coming from the wrong direction It could be my favorite girlfriend, Outta hand, but at least she wants to keep the love connection But if a Evilous Breddren...? LORD KNOWS seh that a different truth When MAN dem ever gwaan like the GAL dem, Dress back and me no give dem excuse CHORUS