Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

nature,
to bring the anguish (yeah) to the 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, why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out
Simon Cowell's rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so
Why your bound notebook got tied around your
it inside mouth, go "HRUHHH"

That's what it's like the mic is out
'Cause I'm tearin' at your dead
'Til your larynx and neck are
With lyrics, weapons expert with
Like hair extensions, clips
And you're to effin' death of it
Bitch, you're starin' at a legend
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 your flip
a barometric pressure switch
Carin' who I offend with this
I'm at your like Pez dispense

Go 'head, spit flow, bitch...

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

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

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

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

I wouldn't heal ointment
Way I'm kickin' fairies tails
Should a children's storybook (yeah)
Million voices in my head, but still get a bit of thrill
And real enjoyment
Off what? Off the of going in
Like your bitch when she gives me brain
Like she thinks I'm

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

She makes iller

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

'Cause like Kandor and two, rippin' the in two, woo!
Dick is a bargain or two, now I'm gettin' blue Kolonopins
Would I go there, you wouldn't?
Well, I still have a few views, and on you

not YouTube, 'cause...

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

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

Now me set it like correct time
All you get is sloppy seconds a Timex time
I clock rejects into the next
Talkin' reckless, that is my
suit, but you can get my
Columbian tie
Prostitute just climb in the Humvee and lets
Why you at night?
I put an end to your (sex crime)
Kidding aside, vibe
Girl, you you got the prettiest 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 like 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 diver must like it rough
right in her vagina, blood

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

And a loosie, goosey as coozie is with an Uzi

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

No diss there, just notice there are no similarities we share
the fact we breathe air
Happily married, to rap and I'm that we buried
The and patched it up
Now I'm back to ratchet up my
And I'm at your mothafuckin' like...

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

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