Intro:
[rasta verse by likkle wicked;
Most of his verse is indistinct]
Now rudeboy jt from poison clan
Come in wit dem lyrics and kill the gangstas!!
Jt: ahem! hello everybody this jt money the bitchizer...

Verse 1: jt money
Yo i can get fly like a plane and then wr

Chorus:
[Groove with the Poison Clan] (7x)
[Poison boys takin' over the club]

Verse 1: JT Money
Once again it's the Clan with a fast one
To make y'all groove like the last one
Niggas were demandin' the PC to come back
With deep bass and funky ass drum tracks
Poi

Yeahhh, back in yo' motherfuckin' ass again, it's the Poison Clan!
For the nine-tre (?)! So everybody in the house, lemme hear ya say
"Poison Claaaan!" (Poison Claaaan!)
Lemme hear ya say "Poison Claaaan!" (Poison Claaaan!)
Yo Money, kick the fly shit!

[Verse 1: JT Money]</

Verse 1: JT Money
Bitches with jericurls I can't stand
Now this is comin' straight from the Money Man
I used to fuck this hoe now I hate her
Wherever she went she left Activator
I mean her neck was so greasy and black
The mom even had to talk behind her back
And when

[Intro: Luke]
What you're about to hear is basically on the minds of all young black men.
The only way they figure they can get out of this run-down society, the
only way to live, ... they consider theyself as fugitives.

[Verse 1: JT Money]
So what? I got a dark complexion

Intro: JT Money
Yeahhhh wussup! It's that nigga! Uh! Nine Three!
Catch a record once again on them hoes!
Sendin' this one to all the negroes! Niggas with hoe problems ...
Niggas yo niggas is down over hoes! Shit is real!
Hoes ain't worth it money grip!
No bullshit 'bout t

Intro: Madd Ball
Yo JT check this out right: 'member back in the days niggas was
skippin' shit right you know fuckin' with the hoes and see we used
to kick lil' rhymes and shit hey I want you to some of the SAME
shit man! ...
JT: Uh! One two!
Madd Ball: Take us back in th

[Sounds of typewriter clicking.]
INTERVIEWER {Debbie Bennett}: We're here with JT Money of the now
infamous Poison Clan. And JT we want to hear it from your point of
view. Tell us why you're always in trouble with the police. Tell us about
school. JT your fans want to hear it fro

[Verse 1: JT Money]
Hey yo!
Life's a bitch, so why marry one?
A nigga in love with a bitch is very dumb
The PC is hoe-haters
That's the motherfuckin' reason all hoes hate us
But I don't give a fuck, 'cause all a bitch
Good for is a suck and a quick nut
Tryin' to g

Verse 1: JT Money
Time for them bitches with the
Weave and bangols big ear rings and jangols
Walkin' 'round town lookin' all pretty
Actin' all seditty attitude shitty!
You can't front on me bitch I know ya ass
You was valedictorian of my class
Used to copy your papers

Intro:
Boy it's some shady times out there goin' on right now.
Man shit be out there you got them real niggas and them
fake niggas then you got them coochie ass niggas who say
they down when they ain't down. My nigga you better get
yourself together boy 'cause this shit real!

Verse 1
[Debonaire] Check it out it's the Poison Clan
Debonaire Drugz and the Money Man
Low life niggas you see the Clan
And say that it figures
You can pull my file and see I
Talk about hoes and shit that's wild
'Cause I don't give a god damn
Bein' that ghetto ho

[DEBONAIRE:] Yo wussup my nigga where the fuck you been?
[JT MONEY:] Shit, I jus' came from round a bitch house
tryin to get a lil pussy, y'know I'm sayin?
[DEB:] Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!
[JT:] Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?
[DEB:] Tell these

Intro:
Poison Clan's in the house and ya don't stop!
JT's in the house and ya don't stop!
Tony Cash in the house and ya can't quit!
Poison Clan comin' dope with the funky shit!
Hey yo throw ya hands in the air!
And wave 'em like ya just don't care!
And if you're ready

Verse 1: JT Money
Roll out the red carpet let the bugles blow
The pimp deserves a grand intro y'don't know?
I know you're sick of bubble gum w/rappers puttin' you to bed
But not JT Money I'm somethin' like a SudaFed
I give relief that's far from lousy
And get the job done

[Verse 1: JT Money]
Here we go and it's on, time to take the chrome to the dome
Niggas see the black Bronze, so they think the jack's on
But little do they know I don't sleep
Peep out my rear view, waitin' for they ass to creep
They fall deep in the bucket
I got a chance

Verse 1
[Debonaire] Everybody that we see'll be shocked and stunned
'Cause it's me Debonaire the man that's done
The impossible. Now the people stop and stare
I got richer than the richest man of the year
JT Deb and Drugz better known as the Poison Clan
Made a plan to get

Another day passes by. Another attempt at love. Remains unrequited.
Why do I even bother? I should have learned from the past. I am but a statue.
Impervious to love. This punctured heart is mine. Becomes a handful of dust. Dust.
Hope has now wilted away. Wilted. Along with these drea

JT: Fuck that shit let's go to Pac Jam.

Devastator:
Yeahhhhh ha ha! C'mon now! C'mon! Yo yo! Lemme hear ya say
Shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!)
Say shake what ya mama gave yaaa! (Shake what ya mama gave yaaa!)
Lemme hear ya say shake what ya mam

Intro: JT Money
Uhh. Smooth track. Got the hoes in the background singin'.
Y'hear 'em? True. Yeah time to get back on them hoes
let 'em know ... can't run game on a gangsta ... a nigga with
game KNOW' game y'know what I'm sayin'? Cut all the small
talk I'ma just tell you the