Neville Clark - Poison lyrics

[Verse 1: K21] I'm having dreams about f**ing Mette Lindberg again Feel neurotic off the toxic I mix bourbon blends Till I blackout, see you in the morning my friend We'll sort it out then, the fortified was all for the rent Born from a mess and never clean And won't ever be till I'm buried with my legacy, 10 feet deep Empty streets I lurk tryna vent the heat I'm brewing daily in the house what is left of me I'm dead-icated it's the zombie who met his faith at the crossroads Who wiped the blood away from his poncho A cold bloke like skydiving naked in Moscow With seddy on the heater you can't blame how we rock though And who's the next actor to snap flapping his trap This whole game is all blame meets yappity yap I've had it with that, we're dropping like andalucia So run to the bleachers when the chumps come to meet ya [Hook: K21] It goes crush, k**, bust, ill And care about nothing, what the f** is deal? We go crush, destroy, blessed I got nothin' but a pocket full of poison! poison! Crush, k**, bust, ill And care about nothing, what the f** is deal? We go crush, destroy, blessed I got nothin' but a pocket full of poison! poison! [Verse 2: Realizm] So gla**y-eyed it's hard to write I can't decide to laugh or cry Limelight trigger the curtain call seizures The b**h that you love calls me personal Jesus Bruv, you better pull out of that slump I finger paint the town red with OJs gloves co*ky about it, a greenhouse world Make something from nothing we ain't gotta be about sh** These pop c*nts need a salary lockout They're all hooks like a Chuck Liddell knock out Murderous verses determined to work it From a place where backyard surgeons are lurkin' Packing bodies in when we play a show now It's shoulder to shoulder like the barrels up in Snowtown Fraudulent lads who be forming the pack Performing the crack check the Nautica patch [Hook: K21] It goes crush, k**, bust, ill And care about nothing, what the f** is deal? We go crush, destroy, blessed I got nothin' but a pocket full of poison! Crush, k**, bust, ill And care about nothing, what the f** is deal? We go crush, destroy, blessed I got nothin' but a pocket full of poison! poison! Crush, k**, bust, ill And care about nothing, what the f** is deal? We go crush, destroy, blessed I got nothin' but a pocket full of poison! poison!