[Intro Sample: Blizzard from the movie Juice]
 "Don't look at me goddammit!
 Ayo Q, you want a piece of this?"

 [Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
 City filled with this filthy air
Evil pump in my blood, how dare you to stare
Never felt fair, no room for a tear [bad word] on dump, don't give a [bad word] if the coast clear
Jacket cover the ratchet, pants hang to my calf
 Burner over the ab, sendin' shots under your jab
You really wanna diss me?
 Believe it like Ripley when I'm off the fifth of whiskey
Damaging my kidney, I wish a [bad word] tempt me
Then it's all bad, leave his parents all sad
Cops with a mystery, murderin' ain't [bad word] to me
 This a killing symphony, my [bad word]  for real
 I still keep the weapon concealed, body will spill
Hollow tips stuck in your grill, give a [bad word] how you feel
Tired of resisting this murder addiction
 [bad word] a conviction, bust shots, slaughter conviction
Lucifer soul, my temperature cold
Eyes blood shot, throwin up blood clots, body in shock
 I need me a doc, but I figure I'm too sick
 [bad word] it, adrenaline pumping may lead in to something
 Assumption on life is still, livin' a trife
 Asthmatic causing havoc, keep spazzin' til my brain get damaged
 Still remain most scandalous, that bang hammers
 [bad word] surveillance, [bad word]  murk in front of cameras
 Dump 'em in the sand like tan or big blands
 More grammar [bad word]  I'm the illest [bad word] 

 Verse 2: [Kendrick Lamar]
Splash blocks like [bad word] when I sensai, who wanna shoot?
 The liquor hear me, I'm off the Remy like Papoose
 I got the [bad word] of a thousand bishops
 Troops of a thousand niggas, you can get your [bad word] missing
 Like a white [bad word] with big [bad word] to be specific
I'm over they heads when the words get pledged
 Fright night, gun tucked tight like a newborn
Dance with the Devil, hopefully you get your groove on
 When I blaze this medal
 Like a rolling stone, flesh and [bad word] out
 Like a thug reunion, watch yall dumb out
Most likely, half of you fraudulent niggas don't like me
 Scared to fight me even if you had hands just like me
K Dot, bare arms like a haltertop
Live from the barbershop, who want a fade?
 Who want war? I got a drawer full of hand grenades
Take it back to them Contra days, so fall back
 It's real, off cognac, and pills, we twist caps then peel
 Bananas with the hammers, play if you will
bullet proof for a shield, that won't work
 I got big big very big big bullets, and they hurt
 Lift up your skirt if you play [bad word]  don't push me, I'm light
 You pushing up daisies, if they pump you will push up tonight
 I put, I put a new price on your head, like a mannequin dressed well
Students from Harvard can hear the [bad word] Yale
I'm cold hearted, oh well
I get's retarded, the yellow bus I'm a park it
 In front of your house, hop out, gun in ya mouth (Blakka!)
Duck shows in your peek hole, me and my Hoover crip
But all I bang is your [bad word]  don't get me twist
Let's do this, I'm ludicrous, disturbing the peace
 Pacing back and forth like a stewardess, it's plain to see
 Da Evils

 [Outro: Bishop (2Pac) discussing Blizzard's death from Juice]
 "If you gotta go out, that's how you go out!
 That [bad word] took his destiny in his own hands!"