Antibiotics (feat. BD3 & Eric Essebag)

Yeah

Right back atcha

Right back up in this

Wooo

Call the calvary on them

Uh!

Just need a little assistance

Establishing goals to live through the body and soul

fighting demons with the help of my scrolls

Antibiotics, call the Calvary on these hoes

I am psychotic, I balance misery on a pole

Connected to a chain and a beam that weighs a feather

hoping that my heart ain’t as heavy and live forever

My pen has been a leper untouchable sick

the writings on the walls tell you I was up in this bitch

Take ferry out to governors island and ride the trails

jerk chicken gyros and margaritas let me exhale

lotta weight in my shoulders I cannot fail

sacrifice for the smiles I know it well.

Blinded to the hate but I could read it in Braille

so this cut of cloth is truly never for sale

Return of the FK3,

all the rest take head,

butter chicken on a Michelin feast

Antibiotics, call the Calvary on these hoes

I am psychotic, I balance misery on a pole

Connected to a chain and a beam that weighs a feather

hoping that my heart ain’t as heavy and live forever

Swish some Listerine these simpletons still cutting they teeth

take a whiff of this familiarize the smell the defeat

cause if you resting on your laurels then you resting in peace

cuz death is knocking on your door left delivery receipts

Raise mad kings and queens they never lied,

and it’s always YKTV you know the vibes

I ain’t bragging I’m just making it clear

I don’t live in fear I live in free solitaire now that’s the crown jewel

I live through my eyes of my daughter I’ll never die

my mission is my greatest contribution to this life

a lot of you would be nothing if you ain’t had the mic

I been huge influence on culture without a rhyme

Antibiotics, call the Calvary on these hoes

I am psychotic, I balance misery on a pole

Connected to a chain and a beam that weighs a feather

hoping that my heart ain’t as heavy and live forever