The Purge Rapfix Cypher (20syl Remix)

My daddy said drown, [bad word] 
[Hook: Tyler, The Creator]
(Pow, pow, pow!) Coming in for yours
Niggas got them choppers and they knocking at your door
The sirens getting louder when the bodies hit the floor
Why you look confused? [bad word]  this is war

[Interlude: Tyler, The Creator]
Yeah, [bad word]  uh, yeah, [bad word] Yeah, [bad word]  uh, yeah, [bad word]  uh, yeah, [bad word] 
[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
As this [bad word] begin, put this product placement on your chin
The realest [bad word] breathing, y'all pretend
Real Crippy since I hopped off the swing
With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yeah, uh, yeah)
Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling
Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment
Deadline my clothing, don't [bad word] with Pink Dolphin
Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened
Send extras through his chest bones, [bad word]  he don't need that coffin
Most niggas would've run away, but me I'm out here walking
Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome
Now nah, I ain't on no dolphin, [bad word] rhyming, I'm Cripping
Niggas rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring
Doing drive-bys I ain't steering, white funerals, I ain't tearin' [bad word] your [bad word] in front of your children
Steal your whip side of my building, yeah
Put my [bad word] and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair
I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear [bad word]  I'm everywhere and over there
You die here, let off a pair (YAWK, YAWK)

[Hook] + [Interlude]

[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
House full of kilos, sold pound to zeros
Cocaine my hero, you in Figg Side, getting Deeboed
Always asking for the burner like, young niggas still free load
Heart big as my ego, don't fly around my signal
I'll rearrange your dental, Crippy my house shoes
Blue rag disciples, murder I'm liable, you get the Eiffel
Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the strike once
Won't get the strike twice, you niggas half price
Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf
I'm smoking bath salt, two sherm sticks, burn this, ooh
Knock-knock through the condo's, Schoolboy from the five deuce
But Hoover respect to you unranked, don't [bad word] around, get that chin banged
Groovelining, Crip walk the whole mile
Blue Belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortezes, hush puppies
My Glock, yeah, [bad word] buddy, make money, take money
Earn crack money, drug money, bail money
Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me
When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny
I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy
You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, homie, yeah

[Hook] + [Interlude]

[Bridge: Schoolboy Q]
Bust my gun all by myself
Rock cocaine all by myself
Poured propane all on myself
Go so hard might harm myself

[Interlude: Schoolboy Q]
Yeah, [bad word]  uh, yeah, [bad word] Yeah, [bad word]  yeah, [bad word] 
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
Yeah, it's Kurupt young [bad word] Gotti
Still rolling in a 6, I don't [bad word] with the Bugatti
Come up in this [bad word] looking for a [bad word] Probably sucked on my [bad word] then you kissed her on the lips
The integral, South Central sentinel
Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch
Get roped and choked and rope-a-doped
Extra overdose of the oki-doke
Get a [bad word] smoked, I ain't no joke
Tired of this [bad word] and everything y'all talk about
They walked 'em in, I walked 'em out
They talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out
Now [bad word] back that Oxy (Pow-pow, pow-pow)
Walk inside, pistols popping, top is popping off
Pop a tab in this neighborhood, rolling 60 bars
Ghetto tribalist, squeezing [bad word] like octopuses
Show me where the money at, show me where the kush is
Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes
This is the reasons why I won't be [bad word] with pussies like you
Me, Tyler, and Schoolboy Q, we told them