Luyện nghe bài hát Chloraseptic

nature,
to the anguish (yeah) to the English language
With this ink, you haters get wrote on like a of paper
This rap got me travelin' place
to place, you barely your house
'Cause you're always at your pad, it's stationary
Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, write it out
Simon Cowell's rhymin' foul, that's why you so shook
Why your bound notebook got tied around your
it your mouth, go "HRUHHH"

That's it's like when the mic is out
'Cause I'm tearin' at your dead
'Til your and neck are split
With lyrics, weapons expert with
Like extensions, extra clips
And you're scared to death of it
Bitch, you're starin' at a that
In a pair of Sketchers, sweatshirt
And hoodie black, should be to a chair or stretcher
Electric, on every record, bitch
Finger so high in the air, I bet your senses
Like a barometric switch
less who I offend with this
I'm at neck like Pez dispense

Go 'head, your flow, bitch...

I'm at your throat like chloraseptic,

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

This shit I wrote is on some shit, next shit
I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless,

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 once just to somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
to chew

Yeah, uh
And conjoined at the hip with hop
on point and poignant
Skilled as is
And it's filled and no filter, boy
put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
You still in the buldin', boy
I will destroy shit, even as I it
Get the bit, pen is filled with poison
Which is the source, easy to pinpoint it
Like Like a real thin joint, it
What? Comes on Quilted
And In a built-in toilet
Yeah, bitch I you I'm a dog (woof, woof)

I wouldn't with ointment
Way I'm kickin' these tails
write a children's storybook (yeah)
Million voices in my head, but get a little bit of thrill
And real enjoyment
Off what? Off the feel of in
Like? Like your bitch when she me brain
Like she I'm dumb

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

She makes noises

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

'Cause Kandor and two, rippin' 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 still have a few views, and on you

not YouTube, 'cause...

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

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

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

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

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

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

And have a loosie, goosey as coozie is an Uzi

But I am to rap blue 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 glad we buried
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 with, 'plex with
This shit I is on some next shit, next shit
I'm at throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah

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