Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

nature,
to the anguish (yeah) to the English language
this ink, you haters get wrote on like a piece of paper
This rap shit got me travelin'
to place, you barely leave your
'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, stationary
Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta it out
Simon Cowell's rhymin' foul, that's why you so shook
Why your bound notebook got tied your throat
it inside mouth, go "HRUHHH"

That's what like when the mic is out
I'm tearin' at your fleshful dead
'Til larynx and neck are split
With these lyrics, expert with
Like extensions, extra clips
And scared to effin' death of it
Bitch, you're starin' at a legend
In a pair of Sketchers, sweatshirt
And hoodie black, be strapped to a chair or stretcher
Electric, swear on record, bitch
Finger so high in the air, I bet senses flip
Like a barometric switch
Carin' less who I with this
I'm at neck like Pez dispense

Go 'head, spit flow, bitch...

I'm at your like chloraseptic, 'septic

And you got strep, I'm too with, 'plex with

This I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm reckless, reckless, yeah

And I'll take a of you, hundred of you
All at once like I had to lose, what can I do?

My appetite for is loose, destruction is loose
And all at just to have somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
Somethin' to

Yeah, uh
And still conjoined at the hip hop
on point and poignant
Skilled as is
And filled and still no filter, boy
put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
You still in the buldin', boy
I will shit, even as I build it
Get the bit, pen is filled with poison
Which is the source, easy to pinpoint it
Like Like a real thin joint, it
What? Comes on Northern
And In a built-in toilet
Yeah, I told you I'm a dog (woof, woof)

I wouldn't heal ointment
Way I'm kickin' fairies tails
Should write a storybook (yeah)
voices in my head, but still get a little bit of thrill
And some real
Off what? Off the feel of in
Like? Like your bitch when she me brain
she thinks I'm dumb

Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to come
'Til I feel

She makes iller

When she's me, must be from the Windy City
Pretty apparent, she's a M.I.L.F. when me

'Cause like Kandor and two, rippin' the in two, woo!
Dick is a bargain or two, now I'm gettin' blue Kolonopins
Would you? I go there, you
Well, I still have a few views, and on you

not YouTube, 'cause...

I'm at your throat chloraseptic, 'septic
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex
This shit I wrote is on next shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless,

You're a
That has the case since back when
You last and threw your hat in the race
You've trash
Stick your in the trash bin
Or end up in my rhyme
You're a fuckboy, so next
It's gonna be heads like Dez Bryant
a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan, yeah!

Now watch me set it correct time
All you get is sloppy seconds like a time
I clock rejects the next line
reckless, that is just my
suit, but you can get my
Columbian tie
just climb in the Humvee and lets ride
Why you at night?
I put an end to life (sex crime)
Kidding aside, insidious
Girl, you you got the prettiest eyes
But all getting is bribe
Ending life to try to get you inside
Then we end up spending the night
And I'm your hide like an Indian tribe

What of nut drives a Budweiser truck
a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her

Up, up, cuts, slices her twice
But the muff diver just like it rough
Fuck in her vagina, blood

Flies up, under thighs, ugh, a gyser, uh
Music,
Enthusi', of roofie
Goal is to get a floozie the jacuzzi

And have a loosie, goosey as is with an Uzi

But I am to rap what blue jeans to Bruce Springsteen
Glued me be, I'm truTV, too PG
I'm Schoolly D, spoony, G

No there, just notice there are no similarities that we share
Besides the we breathe air
married, to rap and I'm glad that we buried
The hatchet and it up
Now I'm back to up my attack
And I'm at your throat like...

Chloraseptic,
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex
This shit I wrote is on some next shit, shit
I'm at your throat, I'm reckless, reckless, yeah

And take a hundred of you, hundred of you
All at like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
My for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
And all at just to have somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
to chew