Spit Out the Poison

Is there an antidote for what? You've lied The venom creeps and saturates your pride Spit out the poison Get it out get it out of me get it out Spit out the poison Get it out get it out of me get it out Everything I try to do you stand and scrutinise Insult me with your venom, I believed your lies But no longer will I be willing, to sit back and keep chilling I'm coming for you, you hear what I say Inside a tomb in a grave I won't lay Believe your hype no not me no no way You make me sick I gorra Spit out the poison Draw the venom out you gorra draw it out Spit out the poison Draw the venom out you gorra draw it out Slaughter my confidence with the harmful words you say Too long you tore me up left me in disarray Always bringing me down and filling My mind and my soul you're not killing I'm coming for you, you hear what I say Inside this grave in a tomb I won't lay Believe your hype no not me no no way I'm coming for you! Is there an antidote for what? You've lied The venom creeps and saturates your pride Spit out the poison Draw the venom out you gorra draw it out Spit out your poison Before it kills you...