Poised to Poison

by Arsenik

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1.	Poised to Poison Intro 02:35	lyrics	buy track
I'd like to introduce myself, y'all my name is Arsenik yeah i like to party but please get away, get away, get away if you tryin' to start some shit I know I'm awful, but stay lawful as an artist I moved passed that phase of just sayin' shit regardless of if it rhymed or not I got the timin' of a watch watch the clock its the end of your shift let's get into this shit I come from the cack a lack where crackers get laughed at for spittin' rhymes play it for you though, get you head noddin' who is that? that shit is mine dog you a monster, lyrics is off the chain your shit is crazier than a man lost his brain so what you're sayin' is if I'm a book, my cover is judged before a page is turned? I ain't gonna call you a racist but save it I'll destroy you on some technical shit just keep your rhymes basic if you wanna step to this just call me Kurt, I'll destroy you from all Angles I'm God's archangel that'll leave you with a halo leave your mouths agape dribblin' spit from salivating inside my mind its pollack paintin' snatch Polly's pockets put that doll away for later chill till that chick is ovulatin' obviously I'm on the path to call up Satan He'll ask me "pick your demise" the look in his eyes I'll be hardly surprised that he couldn't pick through the lies every pixel designed with a sickle drippin' blood till its wicked aligned this liqor in my liver combined with sixteen sips of the wine solipsistically I'll think end you physically wickedly, my life a horror film, scored by a symphony whores always temptin' me the source of this energy guides me, points me towards the penitentiary that is the sum up, I'm an up and comer I'll shoot for the fall, fuck the summer now I'm into winter time december 2nd, right around the corner,just a second..... let's just let it fade out, move on and lemme get warmed up
2.	Poised to Poison Warmup 02:02	lyrics	buy track
Aiyo, I'm still in pain my heart aches everyday thinkin' through these trials and tribulationswishin' they would go away but no I'm stuck with them late nights get lonlier turned away from green but always thinkin' of rollin' up or zonin' blunts would ease the pain but no, its here to stay an umbrella of rap music over my heart fuck this rain see what she did was blatantly evil but we were so in love her face is ingrained and never fadin', inside my brain its a zany zany situation to come face to face with satan and noone there to save you but hatred that's why my raps have been turnin' evil I try to get it right the first time never concerned with sequels but this passion of mine been slashin' inside cause its tortured created by how this habits designed perfection in every bar, crafted in every line drafted cause this sadness and tragedy is sublime I want my mind out of this hell hole but Atlas shifted and lifted and with it hell rose it was march 2nd, 3:50 pm and some odd seconds this bitch reckoned to get to wreckin' 7 months of wall buildin' but I digress, wishin' my insides died less I'm fried, stress, has been risin' with the tides in stride guess who is back at again snatchin' and grabbin' the pen blurtin' curses on the sabbath is sin but I record on sundays, so I'll stay rappin' intense till I get my name out in the sense that its almost household to hear Arsenik's state's havin' a win album comin' soon, I'm poised to poison this just the warm up storms erupt, as they form and struck where my horn instructs I am a force not to be fucked with but whores keep takin' my heart and jabbin' it with syringes of a foreign substance I'm bored so fuck sense carry heat like florida its a chore, I deplore to upset
3.	Arsenik featuring Fredd Reyes - Comin' Home 02:44	lyrics	buy track
I just wanna go...home [Verse 1] Aiyo I've been on my grind for a while sentenced to silence, my style has been growing more introspective let's dissect it records have been invading my mind, my privacy everybody hollerin' that's the tortuous pain just wanna stab a fork in this brain and say I'm done with this cloud over my head that keeps dumpin' this four foot o rain this music, get's forfeited exorbitant half of its been orphaned and sent to the choppin' block off with its head now its no longer in pain, that's the warriors sacrafice it's just a part of this game, doggie listen my heart gets its hard on from starvin' when trained pardon my name, but this exit is mine heading left, over people steppin' on spines the door is there in front of me enter in line I descend into it, stab my pen into it to injure it [Chorus-Fredd Reyes] these lyrics travel down roads unfollowed I just wanna drink this bottle till its hollow I don't want to live this life anymore so I'm going home so I'm going home [Verse 2 (F)=Fredd Reyes, (A)=Arsenik, (B)=Both] (F) wipe my feet on the mat (A) hang my keys on the hook (F) never turnin' my back (A)just keep reading this book (B) oh lucy, I'm home! (B)talkin' to myself, psychopathic existence just sit back and laugh at this shit I want to run into the arms of a girl (A) who calls me her world (B) and not spit venomous seethin' lies through her teeth like a cobra maybe I'm hopeful but definitely not stupid its wishful thinkin' (A) I'm just gon' pick this bottle back up and get to drinkin' its a neverending battle I'm just nervous to get back in the saddle she left me so rattled put me out to pasture quicker than cattle so catty I just wanna go home dream away all I want where my head can lie on a pillow as I stare out the window eyes lit up by a streetlight deceit, might, make me wanna scream fight this means like, pictures flashin' through my mind, speed flight its a delight, though it don't feel right its a nightmare, my ruby red kicks its an obscene sight three clicks of the heels I'm home and now it seems bright white lights shinin', I guess I'm risin' to heaven tell my momma I love her, it'll be over soon in a second [Chorus-Fredd Reyes] these lyrics travel down roads unfollowed I just wanna drink this bottle till its hollow I don't want to live this life anymore so I'm going home so I'm going home these lyrics travel down roads unfollowed I just wanna drink this bottle till its hollow I don't want to live this life anymore so I'm going home so I'm going home
4.	The Mirror 03:29	lyrics	buy track
Yeah Sometimes You just have to look in the mirror and realize...who you are Know what I'm saying? So here's my look in the mirror [Verse 1] time to take a re-evaluation my status as a human isn't clear cut its a crude awakenin' how one day I'll be spazzin' on a mic the next day its back to work in a hell hole punchin' a clock with no cell phone it ain't a perfect life but its my life damnit I'll handle myself accordingly till y'all can't stand it so what I drink until I can't stand? does that make me a bad man? well then fuck it I won't stop till my liver gives me another game plan if its makin' you sick, then i guess that I'm doing wrong right right wrong, who knows the difference? this is my life my story, my past kiss my ass if you tryin' to control me I ain't liquor, so bitch, you will never hold me [Chorus] This is my own journey, fuck the rest of y'all I'ma be my own man, I just want it all I just want it all on my own journey I'ma be my own man, so fuck the rest of y'all fuck the rest of y'all [Verse 2] lemme just cut to the chase I'mm so far ahead of your pace the nose of my car is on your ass move up outta my way get up off this highway this is the fast lane don't care about what you thinkin' you are so far past lame but, back to me, I'm a star without a shine fallin' off is a dream how am I gonna make it in this rap biz without stickin' to the script or scheme I'm a pit I'm mean just don't wanna get evicted where my shoes, lemme kick it slicker than my throat after a couple liquor shots half of them causin' mental block laughin', just swirl it around, I feel my soul is in this glass, this glass so i just take it down, no questions asked this is my story, my story, my past I want the glory, the glory, and fast accelerate up out here, punch it punch it the gas the gas, the gas, gotta punch it, punch it [Verse 3] you wanna get to know me learn my story listen to this music I put my emotions through it a wreck of a soul come correct or get bowled over, gotta jet, with this cold shoulder yes my methods are so bolder but my chest I can hold higher my set, I will rep till it can't get, no higher no love in my heart, and a hate in my brain I do not feel safe, with this plate of disdain I'ma director of my own life, but its horror film my vision is bleak, outlook is sort of dim any hater diss me, I won't handle it with lyrics I will take a sword to them (a sword to them) [Chorus] This is my own journey, fuck the rest of y'all I'ma be my own man, I just want it all I just want it all on my own journey I'ma be my own man, so fuck the rest of y'all fuck the rest of y'all
5.	Arsenik featuring Mookie - We Beg Your Pardon 03:41	lyrics	buy track
Aye, whatup Mookie its been a while my dude [Verse 1] I'll reduce your oxygen level like sickle cell fickle, well? stick you till you stiffen pause dude but i was talkin' rigor mortis I'll just keep talkin' bout alcohol this fifth is gorgeous we'll get crunk, yeah I said, crunk in the club, till we rip the floor these whips is foreign ya shit is borin' mookie-bringin' craniums pain with arsenik, a rapper sick enough never instigate kain or you get hit with a back hand while I spell it out again for ya though Arsenik is adopting radioactive spider empowerment now I know you know I'm powerful why you gotta be such a coward though? get out of here ho [Chorus] we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? [Verse 2] what's that? you breaking up like if you get divorced I invented force to rid this course of fifty whores whose trist is forced by liquor in liver a fifth or more mookie its time to hold a hold up for we get so hoarse and be totally disrespected and end up in the source aimin' with five mics, at bitches who only get to four laughin' at 'em, if you've never pissed a river of lyrics on rappers then its as simple as that with similes we're not similar we can take it physical with a hammer to chisel it out, I mean figure it out with out the slimin', the winin' dinin' i'm singlin' on you its bout food for thought cherish look at who it is with this clout oh yeah, that food in ya mouth is poisoned with arsenic so who wanna doubt? that when I record, you take this knockin' its out out the park and out my mind let's get it burnin' arsenic acid, alkaline [Chorus] we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? [Verse 3-Mookie] Who the fuck is stoppin' me? I'm poppin' at ya noggin' b a prophet who be profitin' can't get anymore of this mockery the nation's at a standstill, nobody's got a pot to pee I kept a side iron, like you must've won the lottery honestly, there ain't no one as hot as me I put that on my momma see and if you knockin' me, we gotta problem b you ain't passed go, so you'll never get Monopoly I'm at the trunk poppin' bottles where ya oughta be and now its time to change the scheme so I'ma KRS-One while I reign supreme you hear that WHOOP WHOOP that's the sound of the police either that or they crownin' me the king of these beats! couple years ago, everybody wanted the change now there's a bum on every corner just lookin' for some change call it irony, to me its inspiring now I'm aspiring, to get to positions anyone hiring? years tiring of being the best you faggots tuck ya sack back throw some D's on ya chest (I don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about anymore to be honest with y'all) [Chorus] we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? we bringin' the art shit gotta be the harshest givin' haters their hardons we beg your pardon? we don't play the bullshit lyrically we full clips bringin' flames its arson we beg your pardon? We beg your pardon? We beg your pardon? We beg your pardon? We beg your pardon?
6.	Arsenik featuring J Leggs - Rock a Bye 02:45	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1-Arsenik] Aiyo its time for these pussy ass rappers to fall asleep I'll be on the corner, hawkin' my cd's on the cheap y'all narcin' it, y'all shit is weak I'm a force, who hasn't lost a step in 3 years still murkin' y'all creeps arsonist, burnin' tracks, the names Arsenik with J Leggs, we still be awesome in our sleep y'all jv, we varsity causin' eulogies while crackin' skulls y'all lackin' pull yo Leggs! these bitches shallow pull 'em out the pool silencer to the temple spit saliva to the tempo too much to handle, even your men know we stay poppin' guns this ain't duck hunt nintendo y'all fickle, bamboo sticks of kendo read my lyrics on your kindle pop a ruger at your head end ya on ya own instrumental [Verse 2-J Leggs] flow flow flow hotter than Hades sicker than rabies one baby makin' baby mommas crazy real as they come, one of a kind don't play me I got 'em goin' cray cray like crack in the 80's no fraud, I'm here to murder these based gods I want it all, its time to start pulling g cards the hand I'm dealt a bunch of spades with no hearts these wanna bes, publicity stunts with training bras microphone broads, lyin' bout them jewels and cars ya fairytale bars'll get ya punk ass robbed trill as it get, true rap, true spit killin' em, grillin' 'em, not feelin' so I'm drillin' 'em N.O.R.T.H.
7.	Red Cup Swag (Last Night) 03:53	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] raise your red cups, this somethin' I can ride to take you on a ride fool, these bitches is known to lie dude tonight I don't care, its all about the partyin' now where's my solo, somethin' to pour bacardi in its on again, I know I partied too hard last night but tonight two nights in a row, that's my past life that was last night, my hangover's gone, that's right time to get it onnnn, just like last night! so where's this goin' down? the house or the club which is it? don't matter to me, I got a DD, don't give a fuck which is it? lemme get in this drunk condition, this slumped position ridin' passenger in a car with a bumpin' system what the fuck is in him? that liquid vrump-pum-pumpped-pum-pumped up let's get it on a funkin' mission, to fuck some bitches I've become addicted with some prescriptions, up in my liver [Chorus] so let's get the party crackin', don't care if its in parkin' lot just crank the bass to my face, flash the lights in the dark its hot raise the solo cups of that liquor let's get it on [just like last night] pour some out for the homies, let's see the women dancin' I'm takin' several of 'em home, just cause I'm handsome so raise the solo cups of that liquor let's get it on [just like last night] [Verse 2] time to break it down, and get ya asses shakin' to the music everybody wanna rock to me cause they know I'm too sick oh its a movement, team Arsenik, I'm an up and comer so fuck the haters tonight, later duck and cover so this the part left and right, ladies bump and grind it fellas if you don't have a lady, better fuckin' find one you hear that synth risin' like the temperature its on its way up time to get your weight up these ladies is workin' hard now you know you Arsenik style, I don't normally do the club songs but some of these hits, have had me rubbed wrong so I figure if I was gonna do it, do it right keep it fluid, tight, we gettin' loose tonight don't be losin' sight of the prize in your eyes realize these women just usin' you do to your rise in fame at the local game dude I said I don't care, I'm just tryin' to get laid [Chorus] so let's get the party crackin', don't care if its in parkin' lot just crank the bass to my face, flash the lights in the dark its hot raise the solo cups of that liquor let's get it on [just like last night] pour some out for the homies, let's see the women dancin' I'm takin' several of 'em home, just cause I'm handsome so raise the solo cups of that liquor let's get it on [just like last night] [Verse 3] it's been a good night (good night) sleepin' on me foolish right (foolish right?) cool it, for it get heated (heated) take your chick home, I'ma have to beat it (beat it) I'ma give her a good dickin' put my good dick in just like addin' on to ya home my wood thickens I'm who sickens, who sippin' always the same shit raise and toast, but you never been through the pain I strained wit just like last night just like last night just like last night just like last night
8.	Pen Game A.D.D. 03:56	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] perfect chance, for me to get my shine on lift ya glasses and ya asses lemme see you outta your seat while I'm rhymin' lookin' for my swag can you help me find it? lost my mind its somewhere buried in the great wall of China Ty Bru grab that shit bring it to me on your reverse journey saturday mornin', wakin' of the dead lookin' like weekend at bernie's with no Curren$y movin' covert as an Alchemist mixin' beats with the rhymes and my life and the limelight step to the stage it's my time right? its my time right? gotta hit these last two bars the harshest high iron diet, I spit this hard shit [Verse 2] gotta hit the bar, 'fore this innocent minded chick drives me insane I don't flip no cain but its okay my life still a box of chocolates anyway its art over money, god over the art love of the art, coming straight from the heart click click boom, my mind explodes end of my life, switch to the next node whoa there, I am NC born and bred I'm born to get bread I'm a force to be handled a force to be reckoned with wreckin' shit once I get to spittin' so technical freakin' it special going mental on you you can't defend it I'm ascendin' to a higher power descendent of many men that can end it, within' an hour without ever touchin' the powder it seems nothin' is sacred and the government, is no longer ours its 1984 the book, not the year conquered all fears of big brother watchin' us sheddin' blood and tears not spreadin' hugs through peers but I'm gettin' a, bit longwinded just love to keep shittin' movin' into position your girl on my wishlist but lemme just take a break and spit a hook and its spit like this [Chorus] this is my pen game a.d.d. I hope the ladies se-e me and they hit their knees irie where the model bitches? those that hover poppin' bottle bitches? there's a lot of bitches, I don't know where I know their faces from but they gon' get a taste of some Arsenik up in their veins harder dick, this shits insane [Verse 3] I am the creator burn tracks, call me the cremator don't give a fuck bout the money call me the cream hater semen sprayer on bitches fiendin' later, or now give you a pow on your knucks you can't see me traitor I am the one to start shit for the fuck of it Arsenik so high cruisin' on starships, get fucked up to it fuck it bitch, suck to it no duckin' it, keep buggin' its punch to ribs get in the whip spit flames gasoline I'm huffin' it bumpin' it dumped in ditch this spits magical please summon it no fun in it I am not playin' games no more I am not one to be afraid of whores so I'll pop one in the jaw if she keep talkin' and debatin' more till affadavit lucifer callin' food for thought put your brains with your marbles so you can lose your thoughts so you wanna fuck with this beast you gotta get through me and I'm the mic terrorist I spit so meaaannn I spit so mean back to the hook [Chorus] this is my pen game a.d.d. I hope the ladies se-e me and they hit their knees irie where the model bitches? those that hover poppin' bottle bitches? there's a lot of bitches, I don't know where I know their faces from but they gon' get a taste of some Arsenik up in their veins harder dick, this shits insane
9.	Dumpin' 02:25	lyrics	buy track
[Intro Verse] who you know carry a flow like this? it is just so monsterous leavin' ya hoffa-ish hop off of this god damn dick it's hot like lava bitch its all about confidence if its not obvious I gotta ego the size of texas tryin' to escape hit ya solar plexus we on some next shit we on some next shit [Verse 1] you really want me to get to killin' again? let the ink dry just spillin' this pen pull the bullets out just to fill 'em again feel the funky drummer, this rhythym is sin in a battle lemme just get him again I'll get up under his skin keep it a hundred, I'm reelin' him in fiddler on the roof ain't lettin' him in nc till I die, yeah I'll say it again root canal to venues I'm fillin' 'em in knives enterin' his men, its a life sentence no endin' on vengeance this inspired by brews and bruski carryin' loose heat got you feelin' wooozy this life as a hip hop star movie reels In my raps I'll tell you how I truly feel brutally honest, like han I shot first animal on tracks, but still move like clock work and that's how glocks burst don't twit pic ya dick bitch anthony wiener won't get knocked worse [Verse 2] its good to be gettin' respected all from spittin' the records let my flow shower y'all let it breath for a second dawg..I need a session it's all that I ask for well it's ya own ass fault once I pummel ya to the asphalt I'm focused on myself for a minute tired of fallin' asleep on the keyboard for all y'all other sinners mixin' and masterin' fix it up faster clients is hell I'm sick of this it's the last one sighs I can't let that happen bills to pay, though I'm bout to deal a smackin' to this ass and his "can I use these low bit rate files" that's a pass have some class for this craft you're lowerin' the standards how're we ever gonna advance if you never taken a chance you've forsaken this man I'm done given freebies to grubby hands reachin' for hand outs push your craft in the future stand out
10.	Karate 01:42	lyrics	buy track
pl-pl-please understand i am not a man of violence I would rather sit at home in peace and demand silence but when I gets hit then your ass gets lit that's when I get pissed and just knife ya shit ain't tryin' to be the tough guy, talkin' all that tough talk fuck flames to get me heated all I need is enough spark hand me the phone, I'll dial the police myself go all buddha, a match and just ignite myself I'm always on my grind like a skate boarder dreamin' I'm a bright star, polished to a spit shine gleamin' smilin', sunshine beamin' I'll stay on fire, eternity, demons drake, he sucks I'm a hater to the end ain't no makin' up for his sins but I ain't breakin' up over him the pace is steadily raisin' erasin' him from his den won't be takin' by fakers fakin' it ev' again reach into ya throat, vocals chords, shredded throw the chips on this battle I'll take it betted wanna beef? get it but I'll stop at tracks like a bus, BETTIS bitches just admit it, I'm better let the beat drop cut it, fade out get laid out I'm a beast a problem a force to be reckoned with arsenik never second best runner up, I've always done enough to secure the victory try me, leave you charred smoked out, hickory broads gon' fuck me, till the gon' be sick of me fall into the thick of things dog till the dawn and the fog I'ma rip up things you a farce a myth the sauce, not a legend my balls ya sis pissed off, should never question arse-nik ya lost send ya to heaven wanna tango we'll waltz walk through don't hit your boss I'ma beast
11.	Torture Chamber 03:31	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] so cynical now so gettin' 'em down on their knees mami's need to know how to please and learn to finish 'em now throw ya dogs in the kennel toss 'em down the stairs to spin 'em around dude don't touch me I am a problem don't touch me I ain't here to rob 'em those problems I've solved 'em I said I ain't here to rob 'em but I lied so what bitch? back to the bottom risin' to stardom climbin' the column to greatness the fakers should meet my haters I'm sadist, I'll put you in an urn when its your turn, if you the one actin' bravest how you gon' hate on me? I'm sorry I'm an asshole but don't come pushin' me if you ain't ready to grapple so its time to wreck yo chick (p-12) start twistin' her neck back like the exorcist (p-12) [Chorus] welcome to torture chamber where my force'll hang ya this immortal anger puttin' you in mortal danger I cannot be bested, one love I am the son of the god son of sam, end you until you ascend above welcome to torture chamber where my force'll hang ya this immortal anger puttin' you in mortal danger I cannot be bested, one love I am the son of the god son of sam, end you until you ascend above [Verse 2] choose your words your style is so lucrative who's the shit? you is so why you ain't provin' it? guess I'm scared of the fall out if I hit fame going hard and balls out till I lit flames I charge right through ya rib cage a star's night to get his name on the marquee to make his claim tiltin' my guitar, but life isn't no big game I center on lyric maim poison without my pen name my pen game is in my spirit till I end up independent and in dames don't care who I'm offending and then shame I'm bending and in pain ascending to blend paint of my life's art I'll die hard you try hards can fly shards of dry charred cyborg this lyrical robot knows not that my flows rot teeth and shows got rocked blown hot get the fuck up outta here [Verse 3] get the fuck up outta here, I'm going hard you want to enter battle with a vet tryin' to show no scars? I got those, I'm battle tested this poison half injested you always half a step behind in design spittin' forbidden lines why would I be lyin'? sabotage with iron going live, you idolize inside his eyes see the pain revitalize tried to buy his spirit back just hearin' that my souls infested these hoes injested my magic elixir that foes been testin' my foes been steppin' away from battle safe but rattled save ya tattered face in caverns got hate for bastards late for class and sit down then safe and sound except your not, this soldier has been sent to hell's flames neverending blame game, this shit is hotter than hell's fame welcome to torture chamber welcome to torture chamber where my force'll hang ya welcome to torture chamber [Chorus] welcome to torture chamber where my force'll hang ya this immortal anger puttin' you in mortal danger I cannot be bested, one love I am the son of the god son of sam, end you until you ascend above
12.	Arsenik featuring EdE. Ruger & Ty Bru - Bring the Ruger 03:44	lyrics	buy track
[EdE. Ruger] What you get when you mix Arsenik with a Brown Bag? A fast way to kill rats and that don't sound bad I'll find a pool full of 'Haterade' for y'all to drown at buncha fake ass frauds, broads and clown masks back when I was pitchin', the kitchen's where the the pitcher's mound at Had that bass pumpin' hard enough to make the ground crack Man, I had to get out the streets, police was bringing down cats Shit's like Twitter, snitches follow where the pounds (#'s) at See I be on that loud pack, loungin' where the clouds at So high when I look down, its like I'm tryin' to read a town map but what you know about that? When the line around back when the house packed Ain't talkin' bout the house where ya couch at I'm talkin' bout the club, where the crowds at with the pill in my mouth, drink in my cup mic in my hand, dank in the dutch I'm 'bout to shift gears, I'm better in the clutch when it come to this shit nobody better than us You ain't ready for us, your little rhetoric sucks I get better with age, you like metal and rust Go broke with the cadence, settle the dust You never gon' reach the same level as us [Arsenik] We a new breed, Ruger and I Throw Bru and the mix and who wanna die? Foamin' at the mouth, let me loose, get the Goose for a boost beastin' from the booth to the ride I can smell the bitch in you, its pitiful critical mass is hittin', spazzes shittin' their pants throwin' massive fits and attackin' the pacifists passin' out faster than a half wit Bastard child in a bathtub, with no supervision They said emcees like us couldn't exist, said we was superstition Well the Ruger's hittin', Bru and Stitchy influenced me to lead all rappers down to their own death, like the crucifixion Who's been sippin', stupid liquor its too suspicious its truth, THAT You been slippin' and you've been trippin', I'm movin' through my name grew from SPEW, to accrue significance Grab knives all you want there ain't no snippin' this Pancake raps I'm flippin' this Xbox rhymes your shit is glitchin' bitch it's time to stand up, and get into shit Bru grab Ruger its time to pop a few, time to drop in leiu lock and load and STOP, the Rug' go pop pop 'till ya mood is washed and swapped to blue [Ty Bru] Mightier Than the Sword Kid I own the stock Fuck boys tryin' to shake me like a soda pop then throw me behind the mic, watch me blow my top (BOOM!) I'm keepin' classic cold cuts like a hoagie shop My clique known to keep it tight like Corona tops Always makin' moves dude, I ain't home a lot and when I am, best believe the chrome you know is cocked waiting for haters, that majorly rode my jock I been told that the top is a lonely spot so I brought my team with me, don't it rock!? This is Ruger and Bruski, so you know its hot! Plus Arsenik got it sparkin' like he smokin' pot we bring the hardest boy, like stones and rocks opponents stop on the spot, now they focused blocked Gettin' cropped out the pic, PHOTOSHOP! We been the squad throwin' bricks before WAKA FLOCK!
13.	Picasso (Bonus) 02:21	lyrics	buy track
[Chorus] picture me paintin' my scriptures I'm raps picasso see the world through my eyes know what I know blue for my bluest days red for when I'm on fire I ain't tryin' to end up dead but listen baby I can inspire [Verse 1] these bitches in the rap game, they so sensitive they the ones who wanna shut me down, beggin' for censorship I'm just not into it I keep my mouth runnin' usain bolt speed royal flush, you can't fold me so blow me don't pause I won't stay low key till everybody know me just take another listen I got what the game has been missin' underground citizen different from these above ground denizens armed with the sickest syllables grabbin' my nicks so listen up I'm just tryin' to get my paper rock with me or kiss it ho I paint a landscape with my lyrics my colors shower hoes, so I give a fuck if you hear it yellow and blue to create the greenest pastures lookin' at your raps, 404 error whoops this scene is absent is he mean? don't ask that cause I'll point and laugh at anythin' wrong with ya bars yeah I'm an ass hat [Chorus] picture me paintin' my scriptures I'm raps picasso see the world through my eyes know what I know blue for my bluest days red for when I'm on fire I ain't tryin' to end up dead but listen baby I can inspire [Verse 2] I'm mixing the sickest colors tickle me pink baby get me drunk enough I'll upchuck in your sink lady keep passin' me the vodka bottles till I can't think, lately I've been going through life issues my colors turnin' purple thinkin' dangerous thoughts about how much that I wanna hurt you then I moved on saw a light at the end of this tunnel spit out the bottom of this never-endin' twistin' funnel grabbed my pen and paintbrush got this insane rush to just spaz on the canvas, the beat thinkin' I need work on a rhyme scheme when ya man just as weak? when I was going after harry you were my fan of the week.. now you pullin' some bullshit I will handle you three times four times, then a couple of more times and you ain't even worth anymore rhymes
14.	Rapid Fire (Bonus) 04:35	lyrics	buy track
[Verse 1] rapid fire delivery appetite in vicinity half a life I've been livin' in sad nights of pushin' my ability linguistically I have no contingency plan pennin' my soliloquies this was never planned, MAN if I could just leave a mark on the game so big tired of turnin' turtle, on my back without flippin' my lid you willnever censor this kid my penmanship comes with no black marks and nothin' redacted I'm slowly attackin' when tokin' I'm only as absent if you knew only the half you could never be as mad check me out, my flow is impeccable imperceptible, hittin' drums it's nothin' dude I'm stuffin' you it's nothin' new your raps is u-g-l-y ug-ly dude and you still ain't got no allibi been spittin' bullets to leave you flat lined since Columbine (Columbine) [Chorus] I am in another place lyrically, I'm a different race you don't wanna challenge me while holdin' this here babe (babe, babe, babe) [Verse 2] sickest spitter, in this dimension its a sin to go on into infinite sentences, penned by the wrist of a genius too intense with wit you can sense the fifth in my delivery the piff as if its the end of me finna be trouble, leave you in lividity have an affinity, for fuckin' up feminine men in your vicinity this album gon' be the end of me thank you very much for voting people let's go I'm on to the next one it's a head trip how this shit's flowin' I wouldn't have bet that I wrecked the competition bet you they surprised too lookin' like I was on a mission harder than long division it's a hard decision some parts are missin' nonsense its Arsenik burnin' tracks arsonistic going hard I'm driven for all those in the race yes I am a Christian but I'll still pop my mouth off and be the hardest hittin' offered fifths, this is awesome idn't it? ain't gonna stop for a faggot with a heart condition lemme slow the pace down and be normal wit it listen to my tracks and then form opinions (and then form opinions) about me and my music [Chorus] I am in another place lyrically, I'm a different race you don't wanna challenge me while holdin' this here babe (babe, babe, babe) [Verse 3] I'm fallin' out of touch with this planet needin' guidance curled in the fetal losin' my mind its a slow process my thoughts out the window no longer toke on the indo and that's all ya men know hittin' my peak that's called crescendo I hold where I'm at I don't bend yo so you know I gots to come hard wit it throw sick scrolls till I'm authentic drinkin' hard, put more sauce in it uh we is rockin' heavily steadily pushin' lyrical bounds hittin' the ground four fifth'll get you lifted body bag stiffened by sound we ain't shittin' but listen I'll get you piffed up let me near your girls all of them chicks fucked get me licked sucked who wants me to wreck them bug out like insects then infecting with no direction I've paired up, my music growin' knowin' I'll never falter again I've stumbled in my past, but will never fumble as no fault of my friends strugglin' to pull an audience throw caution to winds Arsenik's awesome doesn't care who he's pissin' off or on often again taken my sweet time to blossom play possum how to posture a win [Verse 4] these races were off to again this heart full of sin cannot take much more of this real life bull shit go through life full clips and at night pull it this ain't right, over my eyes this wool I split running into the night away from the fight I'm taking to the streets to make this alright take the pen to the page growin' in age hopin' to save my soul from exposing its rage over the edge, no more condonin' this pain I'm stacking up show dates garnerin' praise..eh..only dopes hate for a few weeks been numb with full body novacane folks'll spray, with this rope I hang

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The full length album from Arsenik that everybody has been waiting for is finally here. One and half years in the making it takes you on a lyrical adventure.

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released December 2, 2011

Arsenik (main artist)

Production Credits:
Frontier
Kokayi
Dviousmindz
Hir-O
Chase N. Cashe
14KT
DJ Concept
Danimal
VTZ
The Olympicks
Audyssey