Correction Lyrics Clorox Bleach by Spose

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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 sh*t
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 sh*t 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 f**k up right now
I would rather bleed, not know how to read
Rather run out of weed than collaborate
f**k 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

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