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Chloraseptic

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[00:00.57] Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (Yeah)

[00:02.18] To the English language

[00:03.77] With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper (Haha)

[00:07.52] This rap shit got me travelin' place to place, you barely leave your house (House)

[00:11.77] 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad (Pad), it's stationary

[00:15.22] Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out (Write it out)

[00:18.94] Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook

[00:22.13] Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat

[00:25.08] Hook it inside your mouth, go — "Hrruh"

[00:27.22] That's what it's like when the mic is out

[00:29.08] 'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it (Flesh with it)

[00:30.93] 'Til your larynx and neck are split

[00:32.53] With these lyrics, weapons, expert with (Expert with)

[00:34.39] Like hair extensions, extra clips (Extra clips)

[00:35.98] And you're scared to effin' death of it (Death of it)

[00:37.84] Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that (Legend that)

[00:39.70] In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped (Sweatshirt ripped)

[00:41.83] And hoodie black, should be strapped

[00:43.69] To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch (Record, bitch)

[00:46.34] Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip (Senses flip)

[00:49.00] Like a barometric pressure switch (Pressure switch)

[00:51.95] Carin' less who I offend with this (With this)

[00:53.54] I'm at your neck like Pez dispense (Pez dispense)

[00:55.40] Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch!

[00:56.73] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic (Yeah)

[01:00.18] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it (Yeah)

[01:03.90] This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit), next shit (Yeah)

[01:07.62] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless (Yeah), yeah

[01:12.13] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)

[01:15.88] All at once like I had nothin' to lose (Nothin' to lose), what can I do?

[01:18.80] My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose), destruction is loose

[01:22.78] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew (Somethin' to chew)

[01:25.18] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew (Somethin' to chew)

[01:28.36] Yeah, uh (Haha), and still conjoined at

[01:31.28] The hip with hop, still on point and poignant

[01:34.48] Skilled as Floyd is

[01:35.55] In this field, and still no filter, boy

[01:37.41] I'll put you in your place (Yeah) like a realtor, boy

[01:40.33] You still ain't in the buildin', boy

[01:41.66] I will destroy shit, even as I build it

[01:44.32] Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison

[01:47.24] Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it

[01:49.63] (Like what?) Like a real thin joint, it

[01:51.49] (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern

[01:53.08] (And what?) In a built-in toilet

[01:54.94] (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (Woof)

[01:57.33] I wouldn't heal with ointment

[01:58.66] Way I'm kickin' these fairies' tails

[02:00.79] Should write a children's storybook (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[02:03.18] Million voices in my head

[02:04.77] But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment (Off what?)

[02:07.70] Off the feel of going in (Like?)

[02:09.55] Like your bitch when she gives me brain

[02:11.94] Like she thinks I'm dumb (Ugh)

[02:13.27] Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come (Yeah)

[02:16.99] 'Til I feel anointed

[02:18.85] She makes iller noises

[02:20.44] When she's with me, must be from the Windy City (Huh)

[02:23.10] Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me (Blowin' me)

[02:26.55] 'Cause I conned her into

[02:27.88] Rippin' the condom in two (Woo)

[02:29.47] Dick is a bargainin' tool

[02:30.54] Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude

[02:32.93] I go there, you wouldn't

[02:35.05] Well, I still have a few views in common with you

[02:37.18] Just not YouTube, 'cause…

[02:39.30] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic (Yeah)

[02:41.96] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it (Yeah)

[02:45.68] This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit), next shit (Yeah)

[02:49.40] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless (Yeah, bitch), yeah

[02:54.44] You're a has-been

[02:55.77] That has been the case since back when

[02:57.36] You last went and threw your hat in the race

[02:59.22] You've been trash (Bitch)

[03:00.29] Stick your raps in the trash bin

[03:01.88] Or end up in my next rhyme

[03:03.47] You're a fuckboy, so next time

[03:05.33] It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant

[03:07.19] With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (Yeah)

[03:09.86] Now watch me set it like correct time

[03:11.72] All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I

[03:14.11] Clock rejects into the next life

[03:17.57] Talking reckless, but it's just my

[03:19.16] Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie

[03:22.08] Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride

[03:24.74] Why you hitching at night?

[03:26.33] I put an end to your life, sex crime

[03:28.46] Kidding aside, insidious vibe

[03:30.05] Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes

[03:31.91] But all you're getting is bribed

[03:33.51] Any old lie to try to get you inside

[03:35.36] Then we gon' end up spending the night

[03:36.69] And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe

[03:39.08] What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck

[03:40.69] Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up

[03:43.92] Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?

[03:44.98] But the muff diver must just like it rough

[03:47.10] Fuck right in her vagina, blood

[03:48.96] Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh

[03:52.95] (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie

[03:54.83] Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi

[03:56.69] And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi

[03:59.61] But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen

[04:02.80] Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG

[04:05.46] I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee

[04:08.12] No diss there, just notice there

[04:10.28] Are no similarities that we share

[04:11.87] Besides the fact we breathe air

[04:14.52] Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried

[04:17.18] The hatchet and patched it up

[04:18.51] Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack

[04:20.11] And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like—

[04:21.70] —throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic (Yeah)

[04:24.09] And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it (Yeah)

[04:27.81] This shit I wrote is on some next shit (On some next shit) next shit (Yeah)

[04:31.26] I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless (Feelin' reckless), reckless (Yeah), yeah

[04:36.04] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you (Baow-baow-baow-baow)

[04:39.23] All at once like I had nothin' to lose (Nothin' to lose), what can I do?

[04:42.68] My appetite for destruction is loose (Destruction is loose), destruction is loose

[04:46.40] And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew (Somethin' to chew)

[04:50.12] Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew (Somethin' to chew)