Spose - Clorox Bleach lyrics
[Spose - Clorox Bleach lyrics]
So this rapper who had dissed me hit me up
Said he wants to collab bro we gotta collab
He said
Fam we gotta build for the culture bro
Let's get on a track we gotta get on a track
Now I could've just ignored it but
I couldn't resist
I know toilets that are less full of shit
He must not know that I
Heard his cute little raps
That were lamer than a white
Dad doing the dab so I had to hit reply
And I typed this out
I said I'd rather drink Clorox bleach
Or get punched by Conor McGregor
Than get on a song with you bro
Let's make it official
In the year two thousand and never
I would rather drink Clorox bleach
About a year later
I saw him outside the Red Sox game
Red Sox game
I didn't know who he was, but he walked up
And he told me his name i forget your name
He said I know we had
Our differences in the past
But you and me on a track
Man the people would spaz
So maybe this September get together at last
I was caught off guard
And suppressing a laugh
He said, sure I was immature
But bro whaddya say?
I said I'd rather drink Clorox bleach
Or get bombed by North Korea
I know god isn't real 'cause no
God would keep you alive
And kill 2Pac and Aaliyah
I would rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill some AIDS in my hair
Than appear on a track with
Somebody as wack as you
I would rather drink Clorox bleach
This goes out to all the dudes who
Talk shit but don't pay no dues
Can you get a verse from
The king of Maine? Bro, nah
On SoundCloud with my name in your mouth
Here's a pro tip for you: shut
The fuck up right now
I would rather bleed, not know how to read
Rather run out of weed than collaborate
Fuck a fake emcee, I'll die in a stampede
'Fore I give a sixteen, you can't hang
I play acoustic guitar that's as
Hard as your bars
When you're up on stage with
The lyrics and the beat
Don't let your hometown make you
Think you got the crown
You're not world renowned
Who's that? That's he
S to the P, I don't even gotta spell it
Drop another album
I don't even gotta sell it
'Cause the last one's sellin' and
The wack one's jealous
I heard their new song
It made me want to drink
Clorox bleach or go jump off my roof
When your mom told you you were good
She wasn't telling the truth
I said I'd rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill some AIDS in my hair
Than appear on a track with
Somebody as wack as you
I would rather drink Clorox
(Drink drink drink)
Clorox (Bro I would rather drink)
Clorox bleh
Said he wants to collab bro we gotta collab
He said
Fam we gotta build for the culture bro
Let's get on a track we gotta get on a track
Now I could've just ignored it but
I couldn't resist
I know toilets that are less full of shit
He must not know that I
Heard his cute little raps
That were lamer than a white
Dad doing the dab so I had to hit reply
And I typed this out
I said I'd rather drink Clorox bleach
Or get punched by Conor McGregor
Than get on a song with you bro
Let's make it official
In the year two thousand and never
I would rather drink Clorox bleach
About a year later
I saw him outside the Red Sox game
Red Sox game
I didn't know who he was, but he walked up
And he told me his name i forget your name
He said I know we had
Our differences in the past
But you and me on a track
Man the people would spaz
So maybe this September get together at last
I was caught off guard
And suppressing a laugh
He said, sure I was immature
But bro whaddya say?
I said I'd rather drink Clorox bleach
Or get bombed by North Korea
I know god isn't real 'cause no
God would keep you alive
And kill 2Pac and Aaliyah
I would rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill some AIDS in my hair
Than appear on a track with
Somebody as wack as you
I would rather drink Clorox bleach
This goes out to all the dudes who
Talk shit but don't pay no dues
Can you get a verse from
The king of Maine? Bro, nah
On SoundCloud with my name in your mouth
Here's a pro tip for you: shut
The fuck up right now
I would rather bleed, not know how to read
Rather run out of weed than collaborate
Fuck a fake emcee, I'll die in a stampede
'Fore I give a sixteen, you can't hang
I play acoustic guitar that's as
Hard as your bars
When you're up on stage with
The lyrics and the beat
Don't let your hometown make you
Think you got the crown
You're not world renowned
Who's that? That's he
S to the P, I don't even gotta spell it
Drop another album
I don't even gotta sell it
'Cause the last one's sellin' and
The wack one's jealous
I heard their new song
It made me want to drink
Clorox bleach or go jump off my roof
When your mom told you you were good
She wasn't telling the truth
I said I'd rather get mauled by a bear
Or have somebody spill some AIDS in my hair
Than appear on a track with
Somebody as wack as you
I would rather drink Clorox
(Drink drink drink)
Clorox (Bro I would rather drink)
Clorox bleh