Chloraseptic
[00:02.68] To the English language
[00:00.00] With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper
[00:00.00] This rap shit got me travelin' place to place
[00:00.00] You barely leave your house
[00:00.00] 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary
[00:00.00] Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out
[00:00.00] Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook
[00:00.00] Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
[00:00.00] Hook it inside your mouth, go—hruh
[00:00.00] That's what it's like when the mic is out
[00:00.00] 'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it
[00:00.00] 'Til your larynx and neck are split
[00:00.00] With these lyrics, weapons, expert with
[00:00.00] Like hair extensions, extra clips
[00:00.00] And you're scared to effin' death of it
[00:00.00] Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that
[00:00.00] In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped
[00:00.00] And hoodie black, should be strapped
[00:00.00] To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch
[00:00.00] Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip
[00:00.00] Like a barometric pressure switch
[00:00.00] Carin' less who I offend with this
[00:00.00] I'm at your neck like Pez dispense
[00:00.00] Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch!
[00:00.00] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic
[00:00.00] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it
[00:00.00] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
[00:00.00] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
[00:00.00] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
[00:00.00] All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
[00:00.00] My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
[00:00.00] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew
[00:00.00] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
[00:00.00] Yeah, uh (Ha ha), and still conjoined at
[00:00.00] The hip with hop, still on point and poignant
[00:00.00] Skilled as Floyd is
[00:00.00] In this field, and still no filter, boy
[00:00.00] I'll put you in your place (Yeah) like a realtor, boy
[00:00.00] You still ain't in the buildin', boy
[00:00.00] I will destroy shit, even as I build it
[00:00.00] Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison
[00:00.00] Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it
[00:00.00] (Like what?) Like a real thin joint it
[00:00.00] (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern
[00:00.00] (And what?) In a built-in toilet
[00:00.00] (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (Woof)
[00:00.00] I wouldn't heal with ointment
[00:00.00] Way I'm kickin' these fairies' tails
[00:00.00] Should write a children's storybook (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:00.00] Million voices in my head
[00:00.00] But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment
[00:00.00] (Off what?) Off the feel of going in
[00:00.00] (Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain
[00:00.00] Like she thinks I'm dumb
[00:00.00] Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come
[00:00.00] 'Til I feel anointed
[00:00.00] She makes iller noises
[00:00.00] When she's with me, must be from the Windy City, uh
[00:00.00] Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me
[00:00.00] 'Cause I conned her into
[00:00.00] Rippin' the condom in two (Woo!)
[00:00.00] Dick is a bargainin' tool
[00:00.00] Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude
[00:00.00] I go there, you wouldn't
[00:00.00] Well, I still have a few views in common with you
[00:00.00] Just not YouTube, 'cause…
[00:00.00] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic
[00:00.00] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it
[00:00.00] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
[00:00.00] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch)
[00:00.00] You're a has-been
[00:00.00] That has been the case since back when
[00:00.00] You last went and threw your hat in the race
[00:00.00] You've been trash (Bitch!)
[00:00.00] Stick your raps in the trash bin
[00:00.00] Or end up in my next rhyme
[00:00.00] You're a fuckboy, so next time
[00:00.00] It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
[00:00.00] With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (Yeah!)
[00:00.00] Now watch me set it like correct time
[00:00.00] All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I
[00:00.00] Clock rejects into the next life
[00:00.00] Talking reckless, but it's just my
[00:00.00] Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie
[00:00.00] Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride
[00:00.00] Why you hitching at night?
[00:00.00] I put an end to your life, sex crime
[00:00.00] Kidding aside, insidious vibe
[00:00.00] Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes
[00:00.00] But all you're getting is bribed
[00:00.00] Any old lie to try to get you inside
[00:00.00] Then we gon' end up spending the night
[00:00.00] And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
[00:00.00] What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
[00:00.00] Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up
[00:00.00] Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
[00:00.00] But the muff diver must just like it rough
[00:00.00] Fuck right in her vagina, blood
[00:00.00] Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh
[00:00.00] (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie
[00:00.00] Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi
[00:00.00] And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi
[00:00.00] But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen
[00:00.00] Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG
[00:00.00] I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee!
[00:00.00] No diss there, just notice there
[00:00.00] Are no similarities that we share
[00:00.00] Besides the fact we breathe air
[00:00.00] Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried
[00:00.00] The hatchet and patched it up
[00:00.00] Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack
[00:00.00] And I'm at your motherfuckin' throat like—
[00:00.00] —throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic
[00:00.00] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it
[00:00.00] This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
[00:00.00] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
[00:00.00] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
[00:00.00] All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
[00:00.00] My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
[00:00.00] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew
[00:00.00] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
