Chloraseptic (Remix) (Feat. 2 Chainz & Phresher)

2 Chainz Yeah yeah Take 'em to church I'm talkin' the tabernacle It's the return of the body snatcher Walk in the spot make my woman smack ya 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 ass 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 fucked 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 Niggas fakin' niggas human traffickin' I'm on the Act again this ain't a accident Uh King like Ak-ron I run the trap again you on the treadmill treadmill Never Neverland shit came with a Ferris wheel Goddamn Ferris day off baby AR in the same car Most of y'all my sons aw look at little JR Aw F-12 same color Kate Moss Ugh I'm talkin' wrist in the pot I'm talkin' this and you not I'm talkin' bricks and you not I'm talkin' straight up and down nigga 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 shit I wrote is on some next shit next shit I'm at your throat I'm feelin' reckless reckless yeah Do me a favor don't do me no favors These bitches got flavors They all wanna smoke but ain't doin' no labor But they shoppin' at Raleys 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 nigga Swagger on 10 since a day old It's a-okay though whippin' up whip like it's mayo Every track is a K.O. fuck nigga K.O. Go off your head like I'm Ayo Out of this world talkin' NATO It's 'cause of jail don't be an A-hole 'Cause I got shooters that shoot when I say so lay low Wanna be in my shoes you ain't paid no dues Real nigga you ain't break no rules High school niggas ate yo' food Might dumb it down a little but I ain't no fool Niggas hate every day B Shit is O.C. lately Gotta break 'em off with these Dre beats Or I might go crazy These niggas too goddamn lazy too lazy Don't ever ever ever try to play me try to play me Lil' shawty now comin' from BK BK But I'm tryna come up like JAY-Z like JAY-Z Nothin' but love from my heart I feel entitled to titles Fuck it man I want the title my mission is goin' viral 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 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 Why you always gotta smack a whore It's likely the psychiatric ward's a last resort Somethin's gotta give that's for sure Yet you keep comin' back for more Not as raw as I was Walk on Water' sucks Bitch suck my dick 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 fuckin' marbles are gone But nowadays every flow every cadence sounds the same skrrt Brain's a powder keg I draw inspiration outta hate Real pain in the paper I don't trace But if I look strange and outta 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 We shot for the stars 'Cause we only got so much time in this world So rewind it to your high school dance to the night before If you think you're promised tomorrow 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 Hooters chick If I was you I wouldn't do nothin' 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 fuckin' rappers did I go through Dispel doubt but you won't admit I smoked you And was spellbound hellbound 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 fuck have I woke to Time to eat the vocals and shit 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 Hoes couldn't roast me with the shit I wrote you Then I took a stand went at Tan-Face and practically cut my mothafuckin' fan base in half and still outsold you You just called my shit 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 talkin' that garbage psychotic crap Where's your content at What's with all the conscious rap Pnk Beyoncr this and Kehlani that 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 fuckin' embryonic sac To the bodybag I'll be back And when I am I'll be at your fuckin' throat like Like Chloraseptic