Chloraseptic

[00:00.29] Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (Yeah)

[00:02.94] To the English language

[00:04.18] With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper

[00:07.89] This rap shit got me travelin' place to place

[00:10.21] You barely leave your house

[00:12.07] 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary

[00:14.99] Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out

[00:19.24] Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook

[00:22.63] Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat

[00:24.95] Hook it inside your mouth, go—hruh

[00:27.24] That's what it's like when the mic is out

[00:29.27] 'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it

[00:31.03] 'Til your larynx and neck are split

[00:32.89] With these lyrics, weapons, expert with

[00:34.93] Like hair extensions, extra clips

[00:36.53] And you're scared to effin' death of it

[00:38.41] Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that

[00:40.01] In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped

[00:42.13] And hoodie black, should be strapped

[00:43.73] To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch

[00:46.55] Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip

[00:48.94] Like a barometric pressure switch

[00:52.40] Carin' less who I offend with this

[00:53.88] I'm at your neck like Pez dispense

[00:55.65] Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch!

[00:57.16] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic

[01:00.63] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it

[01:04.35] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit

[01:08.01] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

[01:12.52] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you

[01:15.82] All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?

[01:19.42] My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose

[01:22.87] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew

[01:25.43] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew

[01:28.08] Yeah, uh (Haha), and still conjoined at

[01:31.30] The hip with hop, still on point and poignant

[01:33.98] Skilled as Floyd is

[01:35.61] In this field, and still no filter, boy

[01:37.37] I'll put you in your place (Yeah) like a realtor, boy

[01:40.23] You still ain't in the buildin', boy

[01:42.09] I will destroy shit, even as I build it

[01:44.76] Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison

[01:46.88] Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it

[01:49.82] (Like what?) Like a real thin joint it

[01:51.32] (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern

[01:53.33] (And what?) In a built-in toilet

[01:55.09] (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (Woof)

[01:57.50] I wouldn't heal with ointment

[01:58.83] Way I'm kickin' these fairies' tails

[02:00.89] Should write a children's storybook (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[02:03.01] Million voices in my head

[02:04.79] But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment

[02:07.62] (Off what?) Off the feel of going in

[02:09.91] (Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain

[02:11.93] Like she thinks I'm dumb

[02:13.17] Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come

[02:17.42] 'Til I feel anointed

[02:18.90] She makes iller noises

[02:20.66] When she's with me, must be from the Windy City, uh

[02:23.24] Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me

[02:26.59] 'Cause I conned her into

[02:27.54] Rippin' the condom in two (Woo!)

[02:29.43] Dick is a bargainin' tool

[02:30.68] Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude

[02:33.34] I go there, you wouldn't

[02:34.93] Well, I still have a few views in common with you

[02:37.74] Just not YouTube, 'cause…

[02:39.00] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic

[02:42.44] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it

[02:46.17] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit

[02:49.82] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (Bitch)

[02:54.33] You're a has-been

[02:55.04] That has been the case since back when

[02:57.48] You last went and threw your hat in the race

[02:59.25] You've been trash (Bitch!)

[03:00.31] Stick your raps in the trash bin

[03:01.91] Or end up in my next rhyme

[03:03.75] You're a fuckboy, so next time

[03:05.50] It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant

[03:07.36] With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (Yeah!)

[03:10.02] Now watch me set it like correct time

[03:11.88] All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I

[03:14.74] Clock rejects into the next life

[03:17.44] Talking reckless, but it's just my

[03:19.19] Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie

[03:22.43] Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride

[03:25.00] Why you hitching at night?

[03:26.32] I put an end to your life, sex crime

[03:28.45] Kidding aside, insidious vibe

[03:30.04] Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes

[03:31.80] But all you're getting is bribed

[03:33.39] Any old lie to try to get you inside

[03:35.16] Then we gon' end up spending the night

[03:36.64] And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe

[03:38.65] What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck

[03:40.70] Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up

[03:43.51] Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?

[03:45.28] But the muff diver must just like it rough

[03:47.32] Fuck right in her vagina, blood

[03:49.79] Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh

[03:52.89] (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie

[03:55.18] Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi

[03:57.05] And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi

[03:59.88] But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen

[04:02.98] Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG

[04:05.64] I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee!

[04:08.31] No diss there, just notice there

[04:10.07] Are no similarities that we share

[04:11.96] Besides the fact we breathe air

[04:14.53] Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried

[04:17.35] The hatchet and patched it up

[04:18.58] Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack

[04:20.19] And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like—

[04:21.42] —throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic

[04:24.33] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it

[04:28.05] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit

[04:31.51] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

[04:36.56] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you

[04:38.95] All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?

[04:43.19] My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose

[04:46.65] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew

[04:48.95] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew