Chloraseptic (Explicit) - Eminem/2 Chainz/PHRESHER
Written by：Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/E. Sermon/P Smith/T. Epps/K. Rutling
2 Chainz yeah yeah
Take 'em to church I'm talking the tabernacle
It's the return of the body snatcher
Walk in the spot make my woman smack ya woo
In a fruit fight I aim at your Adam's apple
Pull up in the candy car eatin' a candy bar
And my girl eatin' a candy apple
Yuh I line their a** up I aim at their cruiser
All of these stones on my neck uh
They must have looked at medusa
Pockets rasputia of course
I drove some rims to court I f**ked some twins before
I had a Benz before
This is the sin report
This is the murder murder pass the burner 'em
Your money shorter than an acronym
Big body when I'm backin' in
Ladi dadi got a bunch of bodies n**ga
Fakin' n**ga human traffickin' woo
I'm on the act again this ain't an accident
King like Ak ron
I run the trap again
You on the treadmill treadmill
Never Neverland sh*t came with a Ferris wheel god d**n
Ferris day off baby AR in the same car
Most of y'all my sons aww look at little JR
F-12 same color Kate moss ugh
I'm talking wrist in the pot
I'm talking this and you not
I'm talking bricks and you not
I'm talking straight up and down
N**ga like 6 o'clock
This is the equinox this what the people want
Somebody at the door I heard the speaker knock uh
I'm at your throat like chloraseptic 'septic
And you got strep I'm too complex with 'plex with
This sh*t I wrote is on some next sh*t next sh*t
I'm at your throat I'm feelin' reckless reckless yeah
Do me a favor don't do me no favors
These b**ches got flavors
They all wanna smoke but ain't doing' no labor
But they shoppin' at they stingin' like tasers
Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers
They fly on the latest
Crocs alligators say hi to my haters
Pardon my neighbor we eatin'
That chicken lobster potatoes
You must be sniffin' that yayo
If you don't think I'm that n**ga
Swagger on 10 since a day old
It's a okay though whippin' up whip like it's mayo
Every track is a KO f**k n**ga KO
Go off your head like I'm Ayo
Out of this world talkin' NATO
It's' cos of jail don't be an A hole
'Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so like lord
Wanna be in my shoes you ain't paid no dues
Real n**ga you ain't break no rules
High school n**gas ate your food
Might dumb it down a little but I ain't no fool
N**gas hate every day b yeah
Sh*t is o c lately yeah
Gotta break 'em off with these dre beats yeah
Or I might go crazy yeah
These n**gas too god d**n lazy
Don't ever ever ever try to play me
Lil' shawty now coming from BK
But I'm tryna come up like Jay Z
Nothing but love from my heart
I feel entitled to titles
F**k it man I want the title
My mission is
I'm at your throat like chloraseptic 'septic
And you got strep I'm too complex with 'plex with
This sh*t I wrote is on some next sh*t next sh*t
I'm at your throat I'm feelin' reckless reckless yeah
Bin laden with a pen body it again
I begin slaughterin' your men prolly shoulda been
Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin
Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event
In the lobby of the intercontinental
With an obvious intent
And I will not even relent up on a little
Like Osama with a bomb under the bin
And down the middle of the pentagon
And hit a kindergartener with a rental stop
Back and forth back and forth
Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court
Rap mature why can't you be like Macklemore huh
Why you always gotta smack a whore
It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort
Something's gotta give that's for sure
Yet you keep coming back for more
Not as raw as I was walk on water sucks
B**ch suck my d**k
Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit' fore you heard it
So you formed your verdict
While you sat with your arms crossed
Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs chill
Nah dog y'all sayin' I lost it your f**kin' marbles are gone
But nowadays every flow every cadence sounds the same
Brain's a powder keg I draw inspiration out of hate
Real pain in the paper I don't trace
But if I look strange and out of place
It's 'cause I'm an alien that's why I write 'til the page is outta space yeah
From 7 mile in Novara
To how can I be down all of us tryna pile in the car yeah
We shot for the stars yeah
'Cause we only got so much time in this world yeah
So rewind it to your high school dance
To the night before
If you think you're promised tomorrow yeah
Now I'm 'bout to fool again
This tune is sick it's luminous the moon is lit
A freakin' lunatic a human computer chip
And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus
Of your hooter's chick
If I was you I wouldn't do nothing stupid due to the mood I'm in
I'm losin' it you get chewed like a junior mint
Show me who to rip it's time for you to get screwed
Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it
How many f**kin' rappers did I go through
I spelled out and you won't admit I smoked
And you was spellbound hell bound in my snowsuit
But am I s'posed to sound like everything else out
'Cause I don't get compared to it only myself now
And I can see the fair weather fans and sales down
But the only way I care is if I let myself down
But what the f**k have I awoke to
Time to eat the vocals and sh*t out pro tools
I know you still want me to ill out don't you
Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out open
Fire on your whole camp with this spit I wrote you
So chill out no you h**s couldn't roast me with the sh*t I wrote you
Then I took a stand went at tan face
And practically cut my mothaf**kin' fan base in half and still outsold you
You just called my sh*t trash
Thank God I rap better when the odds are stacked
Revival's wack I don't like the zombie track
Or when he's talking that garbage psychotic crap
Where's your content at what's with all the conscious rap
P!nk Beyoncé this and Kehlani that yeah
I just added to the fuel in my rocket pack
'Til I'm ready to respond then I'ma launch it at 'em
Idiotic from the f**kin' embryonic sac
To the bodybag I'll be back
And when I am I'll be at your f**kin' throat like
