Chloraseptic
Eminem feat. PHRESHER Lyrics

Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (yeah)
My inherent ability to bring pain and suffering through my lyrics

To the English language
Specifically targeting the English language in my lyrical attacks

With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper
Using my words as a weapon, I effortlessly dominate and ridicule my haters

This rap shit got me traveling place to place
Being successful in the rap industry has allowed me to go on constant tours and travel extensively

You barely leave your house
In contrast, you rarely leave your home

'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary
You're constantly trapped in your own space, never experiencing new environments

Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out (write it out)
That's why I spend time writing out my thoughts and ideas during a brainstorming session

Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook
I am the harsh and critical judge of rhymes, which is why you sound scared and insecure

Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat
Your lyrics are choking you, suffocating your creativity

Hook it inside your mouth, go, hruh
Let the lyrics penetrate deep into your being, forcing you to confront your insecurities

That's what it's like when the mic is out
When the microphone is in my hands, that's the power and impact I possess

'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it
I am relentlessly attacking your soul with my words, causing emotional pain

'Til your larynx and neck are split
To the point where your voice becomes strained and your throat feels constricted

With these lyrics, weapons, expert with
My lyrical prowess has transformed my words into weapons, and I am highly skilled in using them

Like hair extensions, extra clips
Just like hair extensions add extra length and volume, I have additional lines and verses to enhance my impact

And you're scared to effin' death of it
You are terrified of the power and influence I possess with my music

Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that
You are witnessing and confronting a legendary figure who

In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped
Nonetheless, even in casual attire like Skechers and a torn sweatshirt

And hoodie black, should be strapped
I should still be treated as a dangerous threat, ready to be restrained or controlled

To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch
Bound to a chair or stretcher, as if I am electrically charged, and I promise this on every record I release

Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip
My middle finger, raised in defiance, has the power to completely alter your perspective

Like a barometric pressure switch
Similar to how changes in atmospheric pressure affect weather, I can drastically change the atmosphere around you

Carin' less who I offend with this
I don't care about offending anyone with my words, it's not a concern for me

I'm at your neck like Pez dispense
I am attacking you aggressively and relentlessly, similar to how a Pez dispenser dispenses candy

Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch!
Go ahead, release your weak and insignificant flow, I dare you!

And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
I am so confident in my abilities, I can easily handle and defeat a hundred of you

All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
I'm willing to take on all challenges, not afraid of any consequences, because I have nothing to lose

My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
I have an insatiable desire to destroy, to cause chaos and devastation

And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew
All I want is to find something or someone to attack and tear apart, like a predator looking for prey

Yeah, uh (haha), and still conjoined at
Despite everything, I am still closely connected to

The hip with hop, still on point and poignant
The essence and spirit of hip-hop, remaining sharp and impactful

Skilled as Floyd is
Just as skilled as Floyd Mayweather, a reference to my own level of expertise

In this field, and still no filter, boy
Even with my success, I have not lost my raw and unfiltered approach

I'll put you in your place (yeah) like a realtor, boy
I will assert dominance and control over you, similar to how a realtor puts someone in their designated property

You still ain't in the buildin', boy
You are still not on my level of success, you haven't reached my level

I will destroy shit, even as I build it
I have the power to create and destroy simultaneously

Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison
Prepare for the drilling and destruction, as my pen is filled with toxic and harmful words

Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it
Identifying me as the source of all the venom and negativity is still very straightforward

(Like what?) Like a real thin joint it
Similar to a thin joint, my impact is both sharp and intense

(What?) Comes on Quilted Northern
My impact is comparable to the softness and purity of Quilted Northern toilet paper

(And what?) In a built-in toilet
Just as toilet paper is essential in a bathroom, I am a crucial element in the rap industry

(Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (woof)
I've already made it clear that I am a dominant force, a beast in this industry

I wouldn't heal with ointment
There is no remedy or solution to heal the wounds I inflict, no ointment can soothe it

Way I'm kickin' these fairies tails
The way I am attacking weak and insignificant rappers is comparable to kicking the tails of fairies

Should write a children's storybook (yeah, yeah, yeah)
My brutal attacks could serve as material for a children's book, showcasing the defeat of weak characters

Million voices in my head
I have countless thoughts and ideas constantly swirling in my mind

But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment
Despite the chaos in my mind, I still find pleasure and satisfaction in what I do

(Off what?) Off the feel of going in
The sensation I experience when I dive deep into my lyrics and deliver them with intensity

(Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain
Similar to the pleasure your partner feels when performing oral sex, I derive pleasure from my craft

Like she thinks I'm dumb
She underestimates my intelligence and skill

Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come
She takes control of me and performs oral sex so aggressively that it feels overwhelming

'Til I feel anointed
To the point where I feel blessed and chosen

She makes iller noises
She expresses her pleasure in a more intense and excited manner

When she's with me, must be from the Windy City
Her passionate response is reminiscent of the intense winds of Chicago, known as the Windy City

Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me
It becomes quite obvious that she is an experienced and mature woman when performing oral sex on me

'Cause I conned her into
Because I successfully deceived her into

Rippin' the condom in two (woo!)
Tearing the condom apart to engage in unprotected sex, showing my ability to manipulate and take risks

Dick is a bargainin' tool
I use my genitalia as a bargaining chip, a means to control and manipulate situations

Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude
Now she is pleasuring me orally, similar to the effects of Klonopin medication, as referenced by Rude Jude

I go there, you wouldn't
I am willing to go to extreme and taboo places in my lyrics, places you wouldn't dare to venture

Well, I still have a few views in common with you
Despite our differences, we still share a few common perspectives or opinions

Just not YouTube, 'cause
Except when it comes to our popularity on the online platform YouTube, where I significantly surpass you

You're a has-been
You're irrelevant and no longer successful

That has been the case since back when
This has been your situation and status since a long time ago

You last went and threw your hat in the race
The last time you attempted to compete and attain success in this industry

You've been trash (bitch!)
You have consistently been terrible and unsuccessful, you are nothing

Stick your raps in the trash bin
Your music and lyrics are of such low quality that they should be discarded in the trash

Or end up in my next rhyme
Otherwise, your failures and inadequacies will be highlighted and mocked in my next set of lyrics

You're a fuckboy, so next time
You're a weak and insignificant individual, so in the future

It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
There will be chaos and violence, similar to the aggressive actions of Dez Bryant

With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (yeah!)
Using a TEC-9 firearm against the aggressive and controversial Rex Ryan, causing chaos and destruction

Now watch me set it like correct time
Watch me ignite and cause havoc, just like adjusting a clock to the correct time

All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I
You only receive leftovers and leftovers, like a Timex watch, while I

Clock rejects into the next life
Continue to dominate and surpass others, leaving them discarded and irrelevant

Talking reckless, but it's just my
You may think I'm being careless and irresponsible, but it's simply

Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie
My ability to attack and destroy is my greatest skill, and you can be victim to my violent actions, like a Colombian necktie

Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride
You're like a prostitute, so get in the Humvee and let's engage in destructive behavior together

Why you hitching at night?
Why are you attempting to engage in destructive behavior under the cover of darkness?

I put an end to your life, sex crime
I will end your life, metaphorically speaking, similar to a sexually motivated crime

Kidding aside, insidious vibe
Putting jokes aside, there is a sinister and harmful energy present

Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes
Although we may disagree on many things, I must admit you have captivating and beautiful eyes

But all you're getting is bribed
However, all you are receiving is a false sense of security and satisfaction

Any old lie to try to get you inside
I will say anything, even lie, to persuade you to come closer or listen to me

Then we gon' end up spending the night
If you fall for my tricks, we will end up spending the night together

And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
Once I have you in my grasp, I will harm and exploit you, similar to how an Indian tribe prepares animal hides

What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
What kind of crazy and dangerous person would drive a Budweiser truck

Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up
Finds a promiscuous woman, attempts to surprise her by restraining and immobilizing her

Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
Restrains her, then proceeds to cut and slice her twice

But the muff diver must just like it rough
However, the person performing oral sex seems to enjoy a rough and aggressive experience

Fuck right in her vagina, blood
Engages in rough sexual activity, leading to bleeding in the woman's vagina

Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh
Blood sprays like a geyser onto the car's visor, depicting a gruesome scene

(Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie
Requesting the music to continue playing as I express my fondness for using roofies, a date-rape drug

Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi
My aim is to seduce a promiscuous woman and lure her into a Jacuzzi

And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi
To engage in sexual activities with her, similar to how Cool C is fearless and casual with an Uzi firearm

But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen
My significance to rap music is equivalent to the importance of blue jeans to Bruce Springsteen

Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG
We are stuck together, but I am edgy and explicit like truTV, while you are too safe and mild, like a PG rating

I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee!
I am the influential and revolutionary Schoolly D, while you are simply following in the footsteps of Spoonie Gee

No diss there, just notice there
Not meant as a diss, just an observation

Are no similarities that we share
There are no commonalities or resemblances between us

Besides the fact we breathe air
The only thing we share is the fact that we both breathe air to live

Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried
I am happily devoted and committed to rap music, and I'm glad that we resolved any past issues

The hatchet and patched it up
We have resolved our differences and mended our relationship

Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack
Now I am returning to escalate and intensify my verbal assault

And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like
I am aggressively and relentlessly attacking you, focusing on your throat

Chloraseptic, 'septic
Similar to the throat spray Chloraseptic, I have a strong and harsh effect on your lyrical abilities

And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with
You are limited and simple in your approach, while I am intricate and sophisticated in my execution

This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
The lyrics I have written are on another level of creativity and innovation

I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!)
I have the upper hand and control over you, and I am embracing a dangerous and fearless attitude

You're a has-been
You're a washed-up and irrelevant individual

That has been the case since back when
This situation has been true for a long time, since the past

You last went and threw your hat in the race
The last time you attempted to enter the competition or prove yourself

You've been trash (bitch!)
You have consistently been worthless and insignificant

Stick your raps in the trash bin
Your raps are so terrible that they should be disposed of in the trash

Or end up in my next rhyme
Otherwise, I will use your failures and shortcomings as material in my next set of lyrics

You're a fuckboy, so next time
You're a weak and insignificant individual, so in the future

It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant
There will be chaos and violence, similar to the aggressive actions of Dez Bryant

With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (yeah!)
Using a TEC-9 firearm against the aggressive and controversial Rex Ryan, causing chaos and destruction

Now watch me set it like correct time
Watch me ignite and cause havoc, just like adjusting a clock to the correct time

All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I
You only receive leftovers and leftovers, like a Timex watch, while I

Clock rejects into the next life
Continue to dominate and surpass others, leaving them discarded and irrelevant

Talking reckless, but it's just my
You may think I'm being careless and irresponsible, but it's simply

Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie
My ability to attack and destroy is my greatest skill, and you can be victim to my violent actions, like a Colombian necktie

Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride
You're like a prostitute, so get in the Humvee and let's engage in destructive behavior together

Why you hitching at night?
Why are you attempting to engage in destructive behavior under the cover of darkness?

I put an end to your life, sex crime
I will end your life, metaphorically speaking, similar to a sexually motivated crime

Kidding aside, insidious vibe
Putting jokes aside, there is a sinister and harmful energy present

Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes
Although we may disagree on many things, I must admit you have captivating and beautiful eyes

But all you're getting is bribed
However, all you are receiving is a false sense of security and satisfaction

Any old lie to try to get you inside
I will say anything, even lie, to persuade you to come closer or listen to me

Then we gon' end up spending the night
If you fall for my tricks, we will end up spending the night together

And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe
Once I have you in my grasp, I will harm and exploit you, similar to how an Indian tribe prepares animal hides

What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck
What kind of crazy and dangerous person would drive a Budweiser truck

Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up
Finds a promiscuous woman, attempts to surprise her by restraining and immobilizing her

Binds up, cuts, slices her twice?
Restrains her, then proceeds to cut and slice her twice

But the muff diver must just like it rough
However, the person performing oral sex seems to enjoy a rough and aggressive experience

Fuck right in her vagina, blood
Engages in rough sexual activity, leading to bleeding in the woman's vagina

Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh
Blood sprays like a geyser onto the car's visor, depicting a gruesome scene

(Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie
Requesting the music to continue playing as I express my fondness for using roofies, a date-rape drug

Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi
My aim is to seduce a promiscuous woman and lure her into a Jacuzzi

And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi
To engage in sexual activities with her, similar to how Cool C is fearless and casual with an Uzi firearm

But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen
My significance to rap music is equivalent to the importance of blue jeans to Bruce Springsteen

Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG
We are stuck together, but I am edgy and explicit like truTV, while you are too safe and mild, like a PG rating

I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee!
I am the influential and revolutionary Schoolly D, while you are simply following in the footsteps of Spoonie Gee

No diss there, just notice there
Not meant as a diss, just an observation

Are no similarities that we share
There are no commonalities or resemblances between us

Besides the fact we breathe air
The only thing we share is the fact that we both breathe air to live

Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried
I am happily devoted and committed to rap music, and I'm glad that we resolved any past issues

The hatchet and patched it up
We have resolved our differences and mended our relationship

Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack
Now I am returning to escalate and intensify my verbal assault

And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like
I am aggressively and relentlessly attacking you, focusing on your throat

Chloraseptic, 'septic
Similar to the throat spray Chloraseptic, I have a strong and harsh effect on your lyrical abilities

And you got strep, I'm too complex with, 'plex with
You are limited and simple in your approach, while I am intricate and sophisticated in my execution

This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit
The lyrics I have written are on another level of creativity and innovation

I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch!)

And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you
I am confident that I can handle and overpower a hundred of you

All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do?
Regardless of the consequences, I am willing to face all challenges head-on, I have nothing to lose

My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose
I have an intense desire to cause chaos and destruction, it is lurking and ready to be unleashed

And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew
All I want is to find something or someone to attack and tear apart, like a wild animal in search of prey

Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew
Something to satisfy my hunger, something to consume and destroy