Chloraseptic (Remix)-Eminem/2 Chainz/PHRESHER

[00:00.00] 作词 : Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/E. Sermon/P Smith/T. Epps/K. Rutling [00:00.15] 作曲 : Marshall Mathers/D. Porter/E. Sermon/P Smith/T. Epps/K. Rutling [00:00.30]2 Chainz, yeah, yeah [00:02.45]Take 'em to church, I'm talkin' the tabernacle [00:05.30]It's the return of the body snatcher [00:07.01]Walk in the spot, make my woman smack ya (woo!) [00:09.42]In a fruit fight, I aim at your Adam's Apple [00:12.39]Pull up in the candy car eatin' a candy bar [00:14.64]And my girl eatin' a candy apple [00:15.84]Yuh, I line their ass up, I aim at their Cruiser [00:19.29]All of these stones on my neck (uh) [00:21.04]They must have looked at Medusa [00:22.68]Pockets Rasputia of course [00:23.95]I drove some rims to court, I ****ed some twins before [00:26.48]I had a Benz before [00:27.75]This is the sin report [00:29.08]This is the murder murder, pass the burner, Em [00:31.23]Your money shorter than an acronym [00:32.94]Big body when I'm backin' in [00:34.69]Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies, b***h [00:36.81]Fakin', shit, human traffickin' (woo) [00:38.89]I'm on the Act again, this ain't a accident [00:41.95]King like Ak-ron [00:43.77]I run the trap again [00:44.96]You on the treadmill (treadmill) [00:46.94]Never, Neverland ****ing came with a Ferris wheel (goddamn) [00:50.75]Ferris day off, baby, AR in the same car [00:53.58]Most of y'all my sons, aww, look at little JR [00:56.08]F-12 same color Kate Moss, ugh [00:58.39]I'm talkin' wrist in the pot [00:59.60]I'm talkin' this and you not [01:00.85]I'm talkin' bricks and you not [01:02.16]I'm talkin' straight up and down [01:03.50]B***h, like 6 o'clock [01:04.90]This is the equinox, this what the people want [01:07.49]Somebody at the door, I heard the speaker knock, uh [01:10.58]I'm at your throat like chloraseptic, 'septic [01:13.12]And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with [01:17.65]This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit [01:21.09]I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah [01:25.36]Do me a favor, don't do me no favors [01:27.86]These ****ers got flavors [01:28.76]They all wanna smoke but ain't doin' no labor [01:30.51]But they shoppin' at , they stingin' like tasers [01:32.21]Act Hollywood like they play for the Lakers [01:34.00]They fly on the latest [01:34.80]Crocs, alligators, say hi to my haters [01:36.65]Pardon my neighbor, we eatin' [01:38.14]That chicken, lobster, potatoes [01:39.44]You must be sniffin' that yayo [01:40.64]If you don't think I'm that b***h [01:41.98]Swagger on 10 since a day old [01:43.40]It's a-okay though, whippin' up whip like it's mayo [01:45.51]Every track is a K.O., mother****er, K.O [01:47.79]Go off your head like I'm Ayo [01:49.10]Out of this world, talkin' NATO [01:50.44]It's 'cos of jail, don't be an A-hole [01:52.08]'Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so, like Lord [01:54.36]Wanna be in my shoes, you ain't paid no dues [01:56.49]Real b***h, you ain't break no rules [01:57.80]High school, b*****s ate your food [01:59.47]Might dumb it down a little, but I ain't no fool [02:01.28]B*****s hate every day, B (yeah) [02:03.67]Shit is O.C. lately (yeah) [02:05.25]Gotta break 'em off with these Dre beats (yeah) [02:07.09]Or I might go crazy (yeah) [02:08.84]These niggas too goddamn lazy [02:10.32]Don't ever, ever, ever try to play me [02:12.12]Lil' shawty now comin' from BK [02:13.87]But I'm tryna come up like JAY-Z [02:15.75]Nothin' but love from my heart [02:17.41]I feel entitled to titles [02:19.15]****ing it, man, I want the title [02:20.91]My mission is [02:21.96]I'm at your throat like chloraseptic, 'septic [02:24.70]And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with [02:28.25]This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit [02:31.72]I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah [02:36.01]Bin Laden with a pen, body it again [02:38.44]I begin slaughterin' your men, prolly shoulda been [02:40.21]Ali or the Svengali embodiment of sin [02:41.97]Like a Saudi in the Taliban plotting an event [02:43.76]In the lobby of the Intercontinental [02:45.18]With an obvious intent [02:45.96]And I will not even relent up on a little [02:47.22]Like Osama with a bomb under the bin [02:48.56]And down the middle of the Pentagon [02:49.84]And hit a kindergartener with a rental, stop! [02:51.21]Back and forth, back and forth [02:52.63]Like Jack Kevorkian's ass to court [02:54.33]Rap mature, why can't you be like Macklemore? Huh? [02:57.35]Why you always gotta smack a whore? [02:58.70]It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort [03:00.73]Something's gotta give, that's for sure [03:03.19]Yet you keep comin' back for more [03:04.67]Not as raw as I was, "Walk on Water" sucks [03:07.67]****, suck my d**k [03:08.64]Y'all saw the tracklist and had a fit 'fore you heard it [03:11.04]So you formed your verdict [03:11.97]While you sat with your arms crossed [03:13.44]Did your little reaction videos and talked over songs (chill!) [03:16.06]Nah, dog, y'all sayin' I lost it, your ****ing marbles are gone [03:19.35]But nowadays, every flow, every cadence sounds the same [03:21.78]Brain's a powder keg, I draw inspiration out of hate [03:25.69]Real pain in the paper, I don't trace [03:27.48]But if I look strange and out of place [03:29.64]It's 'cause I'm an alien, that's why I write 'til the page is outta space, yeah [03:32.93]From 7 Mile in Novara [03:35.06]To "How can I be down?" all of us tryna pile in the car (yeah!) [03:38.05]We shot for the stars, yeah [03:39.28]'Cause we only got so much time in this world (yeah!) [03:41.54]So rewind it to your high school dance [03:43.40]To the night before [03:44.35]If you think you're promised tomorrow (yeah!) [03:46.03]Now I'm 'bout to fool again [03:47.20]This tune is sick, it's luminous, the moon is lit [03:48.84]A freakin' lunatic, a human computer chip [03:50.59]And I'm soon to stick a broom in the uterus [03:52.38]Of your Hooter's chick [03:53.27]If I was you I wouldn't do nothin' stupid due to the mood I'm in [03:56.06]I'm losin' it, you get chewed like a Junior Mint [03:57.72]Show me who to rip, it's time for you to get screwed [03:59.48]Empty the lubricant and put super glue in it [04:01.12]How many ****ing rappers did I go through? [04:03.15]I spelled out and you won't admit I smoked [04:04.81]And you was spellbound, hell bound in my snowsuit [04:06.60]But am I s'posed to sound like everything else out? [04:08.96]'Cause I don't get compared to it, only myself now [04:10.68]And I can see the fair-weather fans and sales down [04:12.56]But the only way I care is if I let myself down [04:14.13]But what the **** have I awoke to? [04:15.60]Time to eat the vocals and shit out Pro Tools [04:17.37]I know you still want me to ill out, don't you? [04:19.04]Hopin' the old Slim's gonna spill out open [04:20.76]Fire on your whole camp with this spit I wrote you [04:22.56]So chill out, no you hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote you [04:25.16]Then I took a stand went at tan face [04:26.96]And practically cut my ****ing fan base in half and still outsold you [04:29.60]You just called my shit trash [04:31.36]Thank God, I rap better when the odds are stacked [04:33.16]"Revival's wack, I don't like the "Zombie" track [04:34.88]Or when he's talkin' that garbage psychotic crap [04:36.75]Where's your content at? What's with all the conscious rap? [04:38.40]P!nk, Beyoncé this and Kehlani that" (yeah) [04:40.46]I just added to the fuel in my rocket pack [04:41.93]'Til I'm ready to respond, then I'ma launch it at 'em [04:43.66]Idiotic from the ****ing embryonic sac [04:45.42]To the bodybag, I'll be back [04:46.69]And when I am, I'll be at your ****ing throat like— [04:49.04]Like chloraseptic