Day 3 (SXSW Cypher)

[CJ Fly]
Yeah my dogs keep, yeah my dogs keep rollin' always with it
And you know my homies got a bad b*tch or two with me
Sittin' in the motherf*cking passenger seat
Plus she got a f*cking seatbelt on
She tryna be safe up in the whip
I tell her let me c*m and rub her clit
She said she want me suckin' her tits
I told her come and lick this di*k
Play me, what you tryin' to do
Yeah, you know I'm with that crew
Savemoney, Pro Era, yeah you know, this how we do
And I always stack my paper up
b*tches said they want a cup of that gin and juice
You know I'm just tryin' to do whatever you do
Every time I'm chillin' with the newest n*ggas flew
And you know I spit that sick sh*t like I got the flu-u

[Nat
Naiel]
And I keep it true, true
Can I keep it true, true (x5)
Chillin' with a bad b*tch
Hopin' that she feelin' villain
All up in my crib
And I'm rollin', now she chillin', chillin'
? and then I know that she wit' it, wit' it
She said send me, gimme, gimme di*k and you can get it
And she 'bout to give it, give it
Yeah, she f*ckin' love it, love it
I don't really give a f*ck
f*ckin' hoes in public, public
Now I change the subject
Now I change the subject
? until I kick the bucket

[Tokyo Shawn]
And I'mma get gab, so you know that I be thuggin'
I'll be cuttin' in the line, but you know I'm budget
I'll be gettin' cash and you know that I be thuggin'
Rappin' with my cousin
n*ggas know they love it

[Joey Purp]
b*tches give me temptation
Call me David Ruffin
n*ggas this talkin' clothes
My sh*ts ain't even gotta ruffle
n*ggas got a chip on they shoulder get it ruffled
Got a Louis bag, and a wallet and a duffel
n*ggas talking crazy I be talking hella wavy
Got these b*tches on me man these b*tches b*tches probably pay me
n*ggas call me Purp
b*tches call me Purp (x3)

[Chance the Rapper]
I wrote this sh*t two minutes from now
And the benefits now
You know what I'm saying? I'm handling business now
This sh*t rhymes in my head
I be ripping off the dimes with a thread
And a needle while I sew it up
I'm so cold, enough to get frozen up
In a bowl of soup that's a bowl enough
You ever had Ebola virus?
I like Miley Cyrus
And black b*tches that talk like they white white kids
I don't even like white kids
I just let 'em shoot video though
And all the time I be silly with hoes
And you know I be switching up the ?
Silly with bros from my high school
Been doing sh*t you know how I do
Had to do it the same, don't like you
In the back of a muthaf*cking barbecue
That sh*t crazy though, that sh*t crazy though
We been rapping and sh*t since we was babies though
And my voice gettin kinda crazy though
So I'mma pass it off to that n*gga Tokyo

[Vic Mensa]
You never did it before
Shawty throw it at me and she got that cinnamon roll
You on some new sh*t, illiterate though
These n*ggas is illegitimate though
I could be your father, you could be a bast*rd
Baby you the one I'm coming after
Rap faster, really quick, get a laughter
n*gga this ain't written, know that I be gassin'
Gassin' like petrol' and Exelon
I'm upper like echelon
Proper to downer, when I'm up in an hour
I've been smoking too much green thick for an hour
Pass out when I pass out, cash out
Like I'm cashing out, I'm passing out
I've been bad and now... Abandon out
Let me get a band it out for Brandon now
?
And n*ggas be talking until the bands come out
But then "BLAM"s come out and "BAM"s come out
And they be sleeping, laying in the grave when they tweaking
Talking off they neck, you know that they be creeping

[CJ Fly]
b*tches try to come and get my f*cking dough
I've always been a pro
I got so many hoes
I got them on my line man and they always call my phone
I'm like baby girl I'm at the telly I ain't home
So don't try to call my mom like "Where's Cy at?"
I always got to come through with the newest fly hat
My hair real braided
Your b*tch says she want to come and get real faded
So we drinking on the thick sh*t

[Vic Mensa]
Faded, Back in high school they tried to flame me
From the fifth graded
But I stay graded cause I'm smoking on the home grown
Remember when b*tches used to be blowing up my home phone
That was back in the day, my moms would answer
But these days, got on the raps, I'm sicker than cancer
I'm the answer like Iverson when I'm coming through ?
I'm the livest one like, I live strong but they lying son like

[Joey Purp]
I'm the problem like Mc
Grady
If it wasn't for my ? this sh*t would've been gravy
That was metaphorical, keep it mesophysical
I lost my voice up in your b*tch I'm Malcolm in the Middle fool
n*ggas couldn't see with me I'm never seeing syllables
n*ggas got residuals but thats just off of principle
In general, n*ggas know ...uh

[Rapper 4]
? Cocaine, I could make it snow rain
I could take the dope game, 8 minutes? Whole thing
Yup I flipped the sh*t right, yall n*ggas came back
Motherf*ckers kick dice
Motherf*ckers kick this sh*t, kick it like you kick vice
Motherf*ckers don't do it twice
I keep this realest off the top with ?
Motherf*ckers need to pass it

[Joey Purp]
Good bro, Rogaine, ? Pro pain
Thats good fire, propane
n*ggas talking about hot freeze
I be talking 'bout low mane
I be out in Tokyo, chilling with hoes from Tokyo
With my n*gga Tokyo, this freestyle, that noise bro
Same money that ?
There Heroine, I know its dope
That crack rock, that's no insult
?
Let that n*gga know it though
No, No it don't
They call me ?
You smoking on the Joey Purp you know my n*gga Joey doe
Spit that fire, spit that fire, n*ggas yelling ?
At the same year, my n*ggas was hella shouting
Smoking on some sh*t that was grown in the Rocky Mounties
I be off the top n*gga spouting