The Purge
[Verse 1: Shilow]
Quarantine my words and eradicate my thoughts
You guys lose your shit every time I cough
Checkpoints overrun, one-on-one, everybody grab a gun
Infection so far spread, at first sight, I pump, bang, pump, bang
Ever seen a good guy portrayed like he’s Lucifer?
I'm confused how you act the way you do
Oshun told me you envious of how I put the bombs to shame, boom
From the tip of my tongue, the flames shoot, roastin' you
My crew comes runnin' at what it do
If you even took a look at me right now
My eyes would be darker than some dark clouds
How did a boy grow into a man with such a dark smile?
It's been such a rough mile, uh
By the age of nine, I considered suicide
If I left this world, no real ones would be left alive
It's a long drive, it's a strong high
How the hell does me making moves for my family turn me to the bad guy?
I've been hearing rumbles
That I wouldn't step up to my roots and slaughter
Like I ain't gone back and forth, teeter-totter
Tearin' you apart, extra mayo with the order
Pull a pistol out at a 7/11
Grab the bag and make a run for the border
I heard through the grapevine what you charge for a show
But I wouldn't donate a quarter
Like your favorite rapper, just a little bit poorer
Ramen trap, pull your scalp back, fry it, tempura
You're Top 5? Shilow five times right in that order
I keep this success to myself like I'm a hoarder
You stupid hoes fuck each other, grab the camcorder
Fuck out my way, if you opposition, die today
Quick trip to the grave, someone pour a drink
Ever since May, I've been battlin' demons that are here to stay
If something comes my way, I ain't afraid to catch a case, bitch
[Verse 2: AJA]
I’m using the Mac, no brush
No broom when I sweep, no bluff
So I pull up and I pop, no crush
Got this on shit lock, no cuff
Fuck on the beat, no glove
Godzilla on the beat, so run
When I step on the scene you done
What I do can’t be undone
You be the prey, no nuns
Smoke these n***as, no blunt
All triggers no guns, uh
I'm tough, though, no leeway, I do things the "me" way
When the Draco applauses, I make it a freeway
Runnin' with no pauses, I be on that heatwave
The fuego, the fire, it’s hot, yes, it burn, I be on that D. Wade
I bang on them bongo, the gang is them Congo
Douvourin' n***as, they name is mofongo
I’m Brooklyn, but go as hard as the Bronx go
Beat is so filthy, it's just like a swamp ho
Spit it so fast, I’m flexin' my broncho
I step on yo feet like an off-beat Malambo
Royal jelly, so they jelly
Ain’t ever fitting my crown, though
Oh my fucking god (Damn)
Get a fucking job (Bitch)
You a fucking flop (Ha)
I’m what you're fucking not
I am an odyssey, fulfillin' a prophecy
Fuck modesty, you n***as are comedy
Tell me who I ought to be, while stuck on monotony
Bitch (bitch), I’m a rap anomaly
Nobody can stop this urge, when I purge
Raichu, I surge, I chew, I splurge
Haikus, I curve, I choose, I serve Bible
How many times I swerve
You got the fuckin' nerve
To get in my way, n***a, you heard
Quarantine ya, thats my word
Dussé dark and now I'm slurrin'
My flow drunk, my style punk
I can't shut the fuck up
I talk a lot of shit
But I back it the fuck up
You bitches be quakin' and quackin'
Autocorrect, duck you
(Fuck you) You gaggin'
You ain't nothing but a lame on the back of bandwagons
Quarantine my words and eradicate my thoughts
You guys lose your shit every time I cough
Checkpoints overrun, one-on-one, everybody grab a gun
Infection so far spread, at first sight, I pump, bang, pump, bang
Ever seen a good guy portrayed like he’s Lucifer?
I'm confused how you act the way you do
Oshun told me you envious of how I put the bombs to shame, boom
From the tip of my tongue, the flames shoot, roastin' you
My crew comes runnin' at what it do
If you even took a look at me right now
My eyes would be darker than some dark clouds
How did a boy grow into a man with such a dark smile?
It's been such a rough mile, uh
By the age of nine, I considered suicide
If I left this world, no real ones would be left alive
It's a long drive, it's a strong high
How the hell does me making moves for my family turn me to the bad guy?
I've been hearing rumbles
That I wouldn't step up to my roots and slaughter
Like I ain't gone back and forth, teeter-totter
Tearin' you apart, extra mayo with the order
Pull a pistol out at a 7/11
Grab the bag and make a run for the border
I heard through the grapevine what you charge for a show
But I wouldn't donate a quarter
Like your favorite rapper, just a little bit poorer
Ramen trap, pull your scalp back, fry it, tempura
You're Top 5? Shilow five times right in that order
I keep this success to myself like I'm a hoarder
You stupid hoes fuck each other, grab the camcorder
Fuck out my way, if you opposition, die today
Quick trip to the grave, someone pour a drink
Ever since May, I've been battlin' demons that are here to stay
If something comes my way, I ain't afraid to catch a case, bitch
[Verse 2: AJA]
I’m using the Mac, no brush
No broom when I sweep, no bluff
So I pull up and I pop, no crush
Got this on shit lock, no cuff
Fuck on the beat, no glove
Godzilla on the beat, so run
When I step on the scene you done
What I do can’t be undone
You be the prey, no nuns
Smoke these n***as, no blunt
All triggers no guns, uh
I'm tough, though, no leeway, I do things the "me" way
When the Draco applauses, I make it a freeway
Runnin' with no pauses, I be on that heatwave
The fuego, the fire, it’s hot, yes, it burn, I be on that D. Wade
I bang on them bongo, the gang is them Congo
Douvourin' n***as, they name is mofongo
I’m Brooklyn, but go as hard as the Bronx go
Beat is so filthy, it's just like a swamp ho
Spit it so fast, I’m flexin' my broncho
I step on yo feet like an off-beat Malambo
Royal jelly, so they jelly
Ain’t ever fitting my crown, though
Oh my fucking god (Damn)
Get a fucking job (Bitch)
You a fucking flop (Ha)
I’m what you're fucking not
I am an odyssey, fulfillin' a prophecy
Fuck modesty, you n***as are comedy
Tell me who I ought to be, while stuck on monotony
Bitch (bitch), I’m a rap anomaly
Nobody can stop this urge, when I purge
Raichu, I surge, I chew, I splurge
Haikus, I curve, I choose, I serve Bible
How many times I swerve
You got the fuckin' nerve
To get in my way, n***a, you heard
Quarantine ya, thats my word
Dussé dark and now I'm slurrin'
My flow drunk, my style punk
I can't shut the fuck up
I talk a lot of shit
But I back it the fuck up
You bitches be quakin' and quackin'
Autocorrect, duck you
(Fuck you) You gaggin'
You ain't nothing but a lame on the back of bandwagons