The Poison I Take Hoping You Will Suffer - The Streets, Oscar #Worldpeace

There’s several ways that this is gonna go bad

The devil says he misses me and wants me back

Me and you are like a boxset that I wish I forgot and watched again

Like waiting for ice to be water

So stressed about getting my life in order

Don’t get my life in order

I am not that guy to give you what you want and forfeit myself

Because every girl has a dude in her inbox talking to himself

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

Pick your poison

Is it money or the moment?

Are we running out of choices?

When you’re down who you phoning?

Still stay fully focussed

Still in love with your progress

Pick your poison

If it’s you then I’m all in

The smell of leather on the sofa

Flat screen pukes up channel spew

That weather where I wear a coat in the morning

I regret in the afternoon

Plans always become dead

I told you I’d come along for the jokes

But that was two hours ago, I was younger back then

I was full of hope

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

Pick your poison

Is it money or the moment?

Are we running out of choices?

When you’re down who you phoning?

Still stay fully focussed

Still in love with your progress

Pick your poison

If it’s you then I’m all in

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

Energies get lost, can you see them?

Come see me in the evening and let me know if you’ve eaten

You think I’m late night creeping

Black men don’t cheat, I ain’t cheating

I’ve been on the road tryna get it in

Tryna go where I’ve never been, tryna give you all this melanin

Hit my phone when it’s relevant, I be at home when you’re getting in

In the room, what’s the elephant?

When I’m low you’re the medicine

So when you’re out where you been then?

Deep waters, I’m in them

You’re going out?

Then I’m in then

Who’s that?

Never seen them

I was bad never sinned dem

Never needed no opinions

And I pray we never fall off

Got a son, want a daughter

When you’re ready we can go halves

Got the bag and it’s all ours

When you’re ready we can go large

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

The poison I take hoping you will suffer

Pick your poison

Is it money or the moment?

Are we running out of choices?

When you’re down who you phoning?

Still stay fully focussed

Still in love with your progress

Pick your poison

If it’s you then I’m all in