Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

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

That's what it's 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 you're scared to death of it
Bitch, you're at a legend that
In a pair of Sketchers, sweatshirt
And hoodie black, should be strapped to a chair or
Electric, swear on record, bitch
Finger so high in the air, I bet senses flip
Like a barometric pressure
Carin' less who I offend this
I'm at your like Pez dispense

Go 'head, spit flow, bitch...

I'm at your throat like chloraseptic,

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

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

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

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

Yeah, uh
And still conjoined at the hip hop
on point and poignant
Skilled as is
And it's filled and no filter, boy
put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
You ain't in the buldin', boy
I will destroy shit, even as I it
Get the drill bit, pen is filled with
Which is the source, to still pinpoint it
Like Like a real thin joint, it
What? on Quilted Northern
And what? In a toilet
Yeah, bitch I you I'm a dog (woof, woof)

I wouldn't with ointment
Way I'm kickin' these fairies
write a children's storybook (yeah)
Million voices in my head, but still get a bit of thrill
And real enjoyment
Off what? Off the feel of in
Like? Like your bitch when she me brain
Like she I'm dumb

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

She makes noises

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

'Cause like and two, rippin' the condom in two, woo!
is a bargain or two, now I'm gettin' blue like 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 I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I'm at throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

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

Now watch me set it like time
All you get is sloppy seconds like a time
I clock rejects into the next
Talkin' reckless, that is my
suit, but you can get my
Columbian tie
Prostitute just in the Humvee and lets ride
Why you hitching at
I put an end to life (sex crime)
Kidding aside, vibe
Girl, you know you got the eyes
But all you're is bribe
Ending your to try to get you inside
we gon' end up spending the night
And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian

What kind of nut a Budweiser truck
Finds a slut, tries to her, cuffs, ties her

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

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

And have a loosie, goosey as coozie is 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 diss there, notice there are no similarities that we share
Besides the we breathe air
Happily married, to rap and I'm glad we buried
The hatchet and it up
Now I'm back to ratchet up my
And I'm at mothafuckin' throat like...

Chloraseptic,
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,

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