Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic (Remix)

2 Chainz, yeah,
'em to church, I'm talking the tabernacle
It's the return of the body
in the spot, make my woman smack you "woo!"
In a food fight, I aim at your Adam's
up in the candy car eating a candy bar
And my girl eating a apple
Yuh, I their ass up, I aim at their Cruiser
All of these on my neck "uh"
They must looked at Medusa
Pockets Rasputia of
I drove rims to court, I fucked some twins before
I had a before
This is the sin
is the murder murder, pass the burner, Em
Your money shorter an acronym
Big body I'm backing in
Ladi-dadi, got a of bodies, n---a
Faking, nigga, trafficking "woo"
I'm on the Act again, ain't a accident
like Ak-ron
I run the again
You on the "treadmill"
Never, shit came with a Ferris wheel "g-----n"
day off, baby, AR in the same car
Most of y'all my sons, aww, at little JR
F-12 same Kate Moss, ugh
I'm wrist in the pot
I'm talking and you not
I'm talking and you not
I'm talking straight up and
N---a, 6 o'clock
This is the equinox, what the people want
Somebody at the door, I heard the knock, uh

I'm at your throat like chloraseptic,
And you got strep, I'm too complex with, with

This s--t I wrote is on some s--t, next s--t

I'm at throat, I'm feeling reckless, reckless, yeah

Do me a favor, don't do me no
These got flavors
They all smoke but ain't doing no labor
But shopping at (?), they stinging like tasers
Act Hollywood like play for the Lakers
They fly on the
(?) alligators, say hi to my
(?) my neighbor, we
chicken, lobster, potatoes
You be sniffing that yayo
If you don't take that nigga
on 10 since a day old
It's a-okay though, whipping up whip it's mayo
Every is a K.O., fuck nigga, K.O
Go off your like I'm Ayo
Out of this world, talking
(?), don't be an
'Cause I got shooters shoot when I say so, like Lord
Wanna be in my shoes, you ain't no dues
Real nigga, you ain't no rules
High school, n----s ate your
dumb it down a little, but I ain't no fool
N----s every day, B "yeah"
(?) "yeah"
Gotta 'em off with Dre Beats "yeah"
Or I go crazy "yeah"
niggas too g-----n lazy
Don't ever, ever, ever try to me

Lil' now coming from B.K

But I'm tryna come up Jay Z
but love from my heart

I feel entitled to

it, man, I want the title

My is

I'm at your like chloraseptic, 'septic

And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex
This s--t I wrote is on some s--t, next s--t
I'm at throat, I'm feeling reckless, reckless, yeah

Ben with a pen, body it again
I begin slaughtering your men, prolly been
Ali of the spin, embodiment of sin
Like a Saudi in the Taliban an event
In the of the Intercontinental
With an intent
And I not even relent up on a little
Osama with a rhyme under the bin

And the middle of the Pentagon
And hit a with a rental, stop!
Back and forth, and forth

Jack Kevorkian's a-s in court
Rap mature, why can't you be like Macklemore?
Why you gotta smack a w---e?
It's the psychiatric ward's a last resort

Something's give, that's for sure

Yet you keep coming for more
Not as raw as I was, "Walk on Water"
Bitch, my dick

Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit you heard it
So you formed your
While you sat with your crossed

Did your little reaction videos and over songs

Nah, dog, y'all saying I lost it, your fucking are gone
But nowadays, flow, every cadence sounds the same

Braings a cake, I draw inspiration out of hate
Real pain in the paper, I don't
But if I look and out of place
It's I'm an alien,
that's why I 'til the page is outta space, yeah

From 7 in Novara
To "how can I be down?" all of us tryna in the car, yeah

We for the stars, yeah
'Cause we got so much time in this world, yeah
So rewind it to your school dance
To the night

If you you're promised tomorrow, yeah
Now I'm 'bout to again
This tune is sick, it's luminous, the is lit
A freaking lunatic, a human computer
And I'm to stick a broom in the uterus

Of Hooter's chick
If I was you I do nothing stupid due to the mood I'm in
I'm losing it, you get chewed like a Mint
Show me who to rip, it's for you to get screwed
Empty the and put super glue in it
How many rappers did I go through?
I spelled out and you won't I smoked
And you was smell bound, hell in my snowsuit
But am I s'posed to like everything else out?
'Cause I don't get compared to it, only now
And I can see the fair-weather and sales down
But the only way I care is if I let down
But the fuck have I awoke to?
Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro
I know you still me to ill out, don't you?
Hoping the old Slim's gonna out open
on your whole camp with this s--t I wrote you
So chill out, no you hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I you
Then I took a stand with a tan
And practically cut my
fan in half and still outsold you
You just my shit trash
Thank God, I rap better when the odds are
Revival's wack, I like the "Zombie" track
Or when he's talking garbage like hotter crap
Where's your content at? with all the conscious rap?
P! nk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani "yeah"
I just added to the fuel in my pack
I'm ready to respond, then I'ma launch it at 'em
Idiotic from the embryonic sac
To the bodybag, I'll be
And when I am, I'll be at your throat like chloraseptic