Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

nature,
to the anguish (yeah) to the English language
With this ink, you get wrote on like a piece of paper
This rap shit got me travelin'
to place, you leave your house
'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 throat
it your mouth, go "HRUHHH"

That's what it's when the mic is out
'Cause I'm tearin' at your fleshful
your larynx and neck are split
With lyrics, weapons expert with
hair extensions, extra clips
And you're to effin' death of it
Bitch, you're starin' at a that
In a pair of Sketchers, sweatshirt
And black, should be strapped to a chair or stretcher
Electric, swear on record, bitch
Finger so high in the air, I bet your flip
Like a barometric pressure
Carin' who I offend with this
I'm at your neck 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 shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm reckless, reckless, yeah

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 just to somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
Somethin' to

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

I heal with ointment
Way I'm kickin' fairies tails
Should a children's storybook (yeah)
Million voices in my head, but get a little bit of thrill
And real enjoyment
Off what? Off the of going in
Like? Like bitch when she gives me brain
Like she thinks I'm

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

She makes iller

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

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

not YouTube, 'cause...

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

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

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

kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, her

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

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

And have a loosie, goosey as is with an Uzi

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

No diss there, just notice there are no that we share
Besides the we breathe air
Happily married, to rap and I'm glad that we
The and patched it up
Now I'm back to ratchet up my
And 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, shit
I'm at your throat, I'm reckless, reckless, yeah

And I'll 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, destruction is
And all at once just to have somethin' to chew, to chew
to chew