Antidote

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Papoose] I got the antidote Say they sick with it i hear them boast I be drugging rappers You never witness the menace though Wash my hands with soap Walk in the booth and i clear my throat Spit a jam i wrote When I start rapping you hear a quote Keep the cannon close Empty the clip in your cantaloupe Married to my gun Sorry i'm taking we cantaloupe When the man is broke Friends are reluctant to share they won't So selfish they see you in a hole And won't handle rope All smoking mirrors Open the window and clear thе smoke My bars so ugly Looked in the mirror thе mirror broke It's a cold world Better make sure that you wear your coat Only fear god Don't fear the devil don't fear the pope But messiah spitting fire so hot that you can't approach Greatest ever raining terror I smash 'em in smear the rope Pap for president Most of these haters are scared to vote Too much dick sucking Listen closely you hear them choke choke choke choke [Hook: Nigel Hall, Papoose] Listen close I got something for you Listen close I got the antidote dote dote dote I I I got the antidote Listen close I got something for you Listen close I got the antidote dote dote dote I I I got the antidote [Verse 2: Papoose] Don't make comparisons I ain't them amateurs I take the silencer Screw it on my favorite ratchet Brought her blazer challengers Invasive racist fake Ambassadors invaded Africa The face of hatred raped and ravaged Just the way they handled us The rock ferocious on you cockroaches Sprayed a canister Nowadays that ain't my character I'm of a greater caliber The mathematics that I'm dropping Ain't your algebra Specialize in mental exercise And raise my stamina Statistics say I racist Savages they rate the averages Our young men should be raised to Attica That's the analysis Kids dying birthdays that never made the calendar This is blatant arrogance We gotta change the narrative Babies making babies Daughters pushing baby carriages We always loved our babies Nowadays they ain't attaching it Your daughter end up with a dead beating Straight embarrassment Shit borrow from the Indians And start arranging marriages [Hook: Nigel Hall, Papoose] Listen close I got something for you Listen close I got the antidote dote dote dote I I I got the antidote Listen close I got something for you Listen close I got the antidote dote dote dote I I I got the antidote