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 your house
'Cause always stuck at your pad, it's stationary
Yeah, why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out
Cowell's rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook
Why your bound notebook got around your throat
it inside mouth, go "HRUHHH"

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

Go 'head, your flow, bitch...

I'm at your throat chloraseptic, 'septic

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

This shit I wrote is on some 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 like I had nothin' to lose, can I do?

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

Yeah, uh
And still at the hip with hop
on point and poignant
Skilled as is
And filled and still no filter, boy
I'll put you in your place (yeah) a realtor, boy
You ain't in the buldin', boy
I will shit, even as I build it
Get the drill bit, pen is with poison
Which is the source, easy to pinpoint it
Like what? Like a real joint, it
What? on Quilted Northern
And what? In a built-in
Yeah, bitch I 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 real enjoyment
Off what? Off the of going in
Like? Like your bitch she gives me brain
Like she thinks I'm

Grabs the crown of my and blows me to kingdom come
'Til I anointed

She makes noises

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

'Cause like Kandor and two, the condom 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, with
shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless,

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

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

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

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

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

And a loosie, goosey as coozie is with an Uzi

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

No diss there, just notice there are no similarities that we
Besides the we breathe air
Happily married, to rap and I'm glad that we
The hatchet and it up
Now I'm to ratchet 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, next
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 destruction is loose, destruction is
And all at once just to have somethin' to chew, somethin' to
Somethin' to