Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

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

That's what it's like the mic is out
'Cause I'm at your fleshful dead
'Til larynx and neck are split
With these lyrics, weapons expert
Like hair extensions, extra
And scared to effin' death of it
Bitch, starin' at a legend that
In a of Sketchers, sweatshirt ripped
And hoodie black, should be strapped to a chair or
Electric, on every record, bitch
so high in the air, I bet your senses flip
Like a barometric pressure
less who I offend with this
I'm at your neck like Pez

Go 'head, spit flow, bitch...

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 throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

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

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

Yeah, uh
And still at the hip with hop
on point and poignant
Skilled as is
And it's and still no filter, boy
I'll put you in 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 with poison
Which is the source, easy to still it
what? Like a real thin joint, it
What? on Quilted Northern
And what? In a toilet
Yeah, I told you I'm a dog (woof, woof)

I wouldn't heal with
Way I'm kickin' fairies tails
Should write a storybook (yeah)
Million 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 gives me
she thinks I'm dumb

Grabs the of my dick and blows me to kingdom come
I feel anointed

She makes noises

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

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

not YouTube, 'cause...

I'm at your like chloraseptic, 'septic
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, with
shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm reckless, reckless, yeah

You're a
That has the case since back when
You went and threw your hat in the race
been trash
Stick your in the trash bin
Or end up in my rhyme
You're a fuckboy, so time
It's be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
With a against Rex Ryan, yeah!

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

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

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

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

And have a loosie, goosey as coozie is an Uzi

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

No diss there, just notice there are no that we share
Besides the fact we 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 mothafuckin' like...

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

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