Chloraseptic

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Infinite 정규 1집 1996. 11. 12.	The Slim Shady LP 정규 2집 1999. 2. 23.	The Marshall Mathers LP 정규 3집 2000. 5. 23.	The Eminem Show 정규 4집 2002. 5. 26.
Encore 정규 5집 2004. 11. 12.	Relapse 정규 6집 2009. 5. 19.	Recovery 정규 7집 2010. 6. 18.	The Marshall Mathers LP2 정규 8집 2013. 11. 5.
Revival 정규 9집 2017. 12. 15.	Kamikaze 정규 10집 2018. 8. 31.	Music To Be Murdered By 정규 11집 2020. 1. 17.	The Death of Slim Shady (Coup De Grâce) 정규 12집 2024. 7. 12.

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Slim Shady EP EP 1997. 12. 6.

<color#2f3895> Campaign Speech 싱글 2016. 10. 19.

Killshot 싱글 2018. 9. 14.

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Steppin' On To The Scene [[Soul Intent| as Soul Intent ]] 1990. 3. 3.	Still In The Bassmint [[Soul Intent| as Soul Intent ]] 1992. 10. 14.	Soul Intent [[Soul Intent| as Soul Intent ]] 1995. 2. 25.	The Underground EP [[D12| as D12 ]] 1997. 7. 10.
Detroit, What! [[D12| as D12 ]] 2000. 11. xx.	Devil's Night [[D12| as D12 ]] 2001. 6. 19.	Limited Edition Mixtape [[D12| as D12 ]] 2003. xx. xx.	D12 World [[D12| as D12 ]] 2004. 4. 27.
Eminem Presents: The Re-Up as Shady Records 2006. 12. 5.	Hell: The Sequel [[Bad Meets Evil| as Bad Meets Evil ]] 2011. 6. 14.	Return of the Dozen Vol. 2 [[Bad Meets Evil| as Bad Meets Evil ]] 2011. 8. 12.	SHADYXV as Shady Records 2014. 11. 24.

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8 Mile [[8 마일(영화)| 8마일 사운드트랙 ]] 2002. 10. 29.	The Singles 싱글 컴필레이션 2003. 12. 23.	Curtain Call: The Hits 히트곡 컴필레이션 2005. 12. 6.	Shady Classics 컴필레이션 2014. 11. 22.
The Vinyl LPs 컴필레이션 2015. 3. 22.	Southpaw [[사우스포| 사우스포 사운드트랙 ]] 2015. 7. 24.	Venom [[베놈(영화)| 베놈 사운드트랙 ]] 2018. 9. 21.	Curtain Call 2 히트곡 컴필레이션 2022. 8. 5.

<colcolor=#F99C1B> Chloraseptic 수록: Revival
<colbgcolor=#840001> 아티스트	Eminem, PHRESHER (+ 2 Chainz)Remix
발매	2017년 12월 18일 2018년 1월 8일Remix
장르	힙합, 랩, 트랩
길이	5:01 4:56Remix
프로듀서	Mr. Porter
레이블	애프터매스, 셰이디, 인터스코프

1. 개요

1.1. 앨범 버전

1.2. 리믹스 버전

2. 상세

2.1. 앨범 버전

2.2. 리믹스 버전

3. 영상

3.1. 앨범 버전 영상

3.2. 리믹스 버전 영상

4. 가사

4.1. 앨범 버전 가사

Chloraseptic [Verse 1: Eminem] Instinctive nature to bring the anguish (Yeah) To the English language With this ink, you haters get rode on like a piece of paper This rap shit got me travelin' place to place You barely leave your house 'Cause you're always stuck at your pad, it's stationary Yeah, that's why when I brainstorm, gotta write it out Simon Cowell of rhymin' foul, that's why you sound so shook Wire bound notebook got tied around your throat Hook it inside your mouth, go—hruh That's what it's like when the mic is out 'Cause I'm tearin' at your flesh with it 'Til your larynx and neck are split With these lyrics, weapons, expert with Like hair extensions, extra clips And you're scared to effin' death of it Bitch, you're starin' at a legend that In a pair of Skechers, sweatshirt ripped And hoodie black, should be strapped To a chair or stretcher, electric, swear on every record, bitch Finger so high in the air, I'll bet your senses flip Like a barometric pressure switch Carin' less who I offend with this I'm at your neck like Pez dispense Go 'head, spit your flow, bitch! [Chorus: PHresher] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah [Post-Chorus: Eminem & PHresher] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do? My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew [Verse 2: Eminem] Yeah, uh (Haha), and still conjoined at The hip with hop, still on point and poignant Skilled as Floyd is In this field, and still no filter, boy I'll put you in your place (Yeah) like a realtor, boy You still ain't in the buildin', boy I will destroy shit, even as I build it Get the drill bit, pen is filled with poison Which is the source, easy to still pinpoint it (Like what?) Like a real thin joint it (What?) Comes on Quilted Northern (And what?) In a built-in toilet (Yeah) Bitch, I told you I'm a dog (Woof) I wouldn't heal with ointment Way I'm kickin' these fairies' tails Should write a children's storybook (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Million voices in my head But still get a little bit of thrill and some real enjoyment (Off what?) Off the feel of going in (Like?) Like your bitch when she gives me brain Like she thinks I'm dumb Grabs the crown of my dick and blows me to kingdom come 'Til I feel anointed She makes iller noises When she's with me, must be from the Windy City, uh Pretty apparent, she's a MILF when blowin' me 'Cause I conned her into Rippin' the condom in two (Woo!) Dick is a bargainin' tool Now I'm gettin' blew like Klonopins, Rude Jude I go there, you wouldn't Well, I still have a few views in common with you Just not YouTube, 'cause… [Chorus: PHresher] I'm at your throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah (bitch) [Verse 3: Eminem] You're a has-been That has been the case since back when You last went and threw your hat in the race You've been trash (Bitch!) Stick your raps in the trash bin Or end up in my next rhyme You're a fuckboy, so next time It's gonna be heads flyin' like Dez Bryant With a TEC-9 against Rex Ryan (Yeah!) Now watch me set it like correct time All you get is sloppy seconds like a Timex, I Clock rejects into the next life Talking reckless, but it's just my Strongest suit, but you can get my Colombian necktie Prostitute, just climb in the Humvee and let's ride Why you hitching at night? I put an end to your life, sex crime Kidding aside, insidious vibe Girl, you know you got the prettiest eyes But all you're getting is bribed Any old lie to try to get you inside Then we gon' end up spending the night And I'm skinning your hide like an Indian tribe What kind of nut drives a Budweiser truck Finds a slut, tries to surprise her, cuffs, ties her up Binds up, cuts, slices her twice? But the muff diver must just like it rough Fuck right in her vagina, blood Flies up on the visor, like a geyser, uh (Music, please!) Enthusiast of the roofie Goal is to get a floozy inside the Jacuzzi And have a loosey-goosey as Cool C is with an Uzi But I am to rap what blue jeans mean to Bruce Springsteen Glued we be, I'm truTV, you're too PG I'm Schoolly D, you're Spoonie Gee! No diss there, just notice there Are no similarities that we share Besides the fact we breathe air Happily married to rap and I'm glad that we buried The hatchet and patched it up Now I'm back to ratchet up my attack And I'm at your mothafuckin' throat like— [Chorus: PHresher] —throat like Chloraseptic, 'septic And you got strep, I'm too complex with it, 'plex with it This shit I wrote is on some next shit, next shit I'm at your throat, I'm feelin' reckless, reckless, yeah [Post-Chorus: Eminem & PHresher] And I'll take a hundred of you, hundred of you All at once like I had nothin' to lose, what can I do? My appetite for destruction is loose, destruction is loose And all it wants is to have somethin' to chew Somethin' to chew, somethin' to chew

4.2. 리믹스 버전 가사

Chloraseptic (Remix) [Intro: 2 Chainz] 2 Chainz! Yeah, yeah [Verse 1: 2 Chainz] 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 (Woo!) 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 Yeah (Mm), I line their ass up (Up) I aim at their goozer (Baow!) 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 (Uh) Your money shorter than an acronym (Ayy) Big body when I'm backin' in (Woo!) Ladi-dadi, got a bunch of bodies Niggas fakin', niggas human traffickin' (Woo!) I'm on the Act' again, uh (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 F12 same color Kate Moss Uh, I'm talkin' wristin' 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 [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 K.O., technical K.O. 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 O.C. 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 would 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 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 Well, 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