[Chorus: PHresher]
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
[Verse 2: PHresher]
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 ten since a day old
It's a-okay✦ though, whippin' up whip like it's mayo
Every✦ track is a KO, technical KO
Go off your head like I'm Ayo
Out of this world, talkin'✦ NATO✦
It's 'cause of jail, ho, 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 (Our shoes)
Go nigga,✦ you ain't break no rules✦ (Hell yeah)
High school, niggas✦ ate yo' food (Food)
Might dumb it down a little, but I ain't no fool (Hell yeah)
Niggas✦ hate every✦ day, B (Yeah)
Shit is OC lately✦ (Yeah)
Gotta✦ break 'em off with these Dre beats (Yeah)
Or I might go crazy✦ (Hell yeah)
These niggas✦ too goddamn lazy✦ (Too lazy)✦
Don't ever,✦ ever,✦ ever✦ try to play me (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 for my idols✦ (Love for my idols)✦
I feel entitled to titles✦ (To titles)✦
Fuck it, man, I want the title (I want the title)
Submission,✦ they goin' all viral✦
[Chorus: PHresher]
'Cause 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 (Hell yeah)
[Verse 3: Eminem]
Bin Laden✦ with a pen, bodyin'✦ again✦
I begin✦ slaughterin' your men, prolly✦ shoulda been
Ali✦ or the Svengali embodiment of sin
Like a Saudi✦ in the Taliban plottin' 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 inside✦ the middle
Of the Pentagon and hit a kindergartner 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?" (Huh?)
It's likely✦ the psychiatric ward's a last resort (Huh?)
Something'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 wit' 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 (Wait, Em)
But nowadays every✦ flow, every✦ cadence sound 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 (Duh)
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 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 (Woo)
How many✦ fuckin'✦ rappers did I go through?
Dispel✦ doubt, but you won't admit✦ I smoked✦
And you 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 roast 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 motherfuckin' 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
And when he's talkin'✦ 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 add it 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 body✦ bag, I'll be back
And when I am, I'll be at your fuckin'✦ throat like
[Outro: PHresher]
Like Chloraseptic✦