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  • Title:Chloraseptic
  • Artist:Eminem;PHRESHER
  • Album:Revival
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    作曲 : Marshall Mathers
    作词 : Marshall Mathers
    Instinctive nature,
    To bring the anguish (yeah) to the English language
    With this ink,
    You haters get wrote on like a piece of paper
    This rap shit got me travelin' place to place,
    You barely leave your house
    'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary
    Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out
    Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul,
    That's why you sound so shook
    Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
    Hook it inside your mouth, go "HRUHHH"
    That's what it's like when the mic is out
    'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it
    'Til your larynx and neck are split
    With these lyrics, weapons expert with
    Like hair extensions, extra clips
    And you're scared to effin' death of it
    Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that
    In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped
    And hoodie black,
    Should be strapped to a chair or stretcher
    Electric, swear on every record, bitch
    Finger so high in the air, I bet your senses flip
    Like a barometric pressure switch
    Carin' less who I offend with this
    I'm at your neck like Pez dispense
    Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch...
    I'm at your throat like chloraseptic, 'septic
    And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with
    This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
    I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah
    And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
    All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
    My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
    And all at once just to have somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
    Somethin' to chew
    Yeah, uh
    And still conjoined at the hip with hop
    Still on point and poignant
    Skilled as Floyd is
    And it's filled and still no filter, boy
    I'll put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
    You still ain't in the buildin', boy
    I will destroy shit, even as I build it
    Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison
    Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it
    Like what? Like a real thin joint, it
    What? Comes on Quilted Northern
    And what? In a built-in toilet
    Yeah, bitch I told you I'm a dog (woof)
    I wouldn't heal with ointment
    Way I'm kickin' these fairies tails
    Should write a children's storybook (yeah)
    Million voices in my head,
    But still get a little bit of thrill
    And some real enjoyment
    Off what? Off the feel of going in
    Like? Like your bitch when she gives me brain
    Like she thinks I'm dumb
    Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come
    'Til I feel anointed
    She makes iller noises
    When she's with me, must be from the Windy City
    Pretty apparent, she's a M.I.L.F. when blowin' me
    'Cause I conned her into, rippin' the condom in two, woo!
    Dick is a bargain or two, now I'm gettin' blue like Klonopins
    Rude Jude I go there, you wouldn't
    Well, I still have a few views, and comment with you
    Just not YouTube, 'cause...
    You're a has-been
    That has been the case since back when
    You last went and threw your hat in the race
    You've been trash
    Stick your raps in the trash bin
    Or end up in my next rhyme
    You're a fuckboy, so next time
    It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
    With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan, yeah!
    Now watch me set it like correct time
    All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex I
    Clock rejects into the next life
    Talkin' reckless, that is just my
    Strongest suit, but you can get my
    Columbian neck tie
    Prostitute just climb in the Humvee and lets ride
    Why you hitching at night?
    I put an end to your life (sex crime)
    Kidding aside, insidious vibe
    Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes
    But all you're getting is bribe
    Ending your life to try to get you inside
    Then we gon' end up spending the night
    And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
    What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
    Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her
    Up, binds up, cuts, slices her twice
    But the muff diver must just like it rough
    Fuck right in her vagina, blood
    Flies up, under thighs, ugh, like a geyser, uh
    Music, please
    Enthusiast, of the roofie
    Goal is to get a floozie inside the jacuzzi
    And have a loosie, goosey as coozie is with an Uzi
    But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen
    Glued me be, I'm truTV, you're too PG
    I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee
    No diss there,
    Just notice there are no similarities that we share
    Besides the fact we breathe air
    Happily married, to rap and I'm glad that we buried
    The hatchet and patched it up
    Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack
    And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like...
    Chloraseptic, 'septic
    Somethin' to chew...