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12 April 2015

The Purge

Author: Emily | Category: Lyrics|Music|Videos

We are dying, we are dying
Are we gonna die? Are we gonna die?
We are dying

Light a blunt, throw on Nas, collect my thoughts
Blow the candles out as I contemplate in the dark
Dumpin’ ashes on the fuckin’ Time magazine
Tryna burn a hole between Israel and Palestine
All this world news, all these dead bodies
All these kids dying, the talk of illuminati
As I’m murderin’ ink, I get a call from Irv Gotti
Say “Keep spittin’ cause when you do it’s like a 12-gauge shotty”
Got machetes and them cannons loaded up
Got them Xany’s and that lean in my cup
These politician’s can come up missin’, I’m on a mission
You hear them gun shots, now mother fuckers listenin’
Feel that you can take their life cause they ain’t got a pot to piss in
Raise the Christian, kill you for these kids as victims
Fuck the system
You give a kid 30 cent and think you sponsor somethin’?
I feed a village by myself nigga Compton comin’
Purge!

We are dying, we are dying
(Sometimes I wanna purge)
We are dying
(Sometimes I wanna purge)
We are dying, some times I gotta purge
(Sometimes I wanna)
We’re living on a purge
(Sometimes I wanna)

What if we ran through Beverley Hills, got 70 kills
Ridin’ down Rodeo in the Chevy with pills
And pop one, load 12 slugs in the eagle
And shot one, Donald Sterling hopped in his Benz
I got one, beam on the back of his dome
Palm sweaty on the back of the chrome
That’s my adrenaline
So we purge Sandusky, purge Zimmerman
Purge every mother fucker rapin’ women in
Purge niggas killin’ kids, back to back in two vans
Me and my mercenaries, middle of South Sudan
Carryin’ babies bodies, long as I got two hands
Long as I got two feet, millions and my crew deep
We purge for the families, they deaths ain’t in vein now
Crash my ass, niggas know who shot that plane down
Two hundred and ninety eight innocent lives severed
Flyin’ on Aaliyah’s wings all the way to heaven
And so we Purge

Imagine going to the stores without cops harrasing
Imagine Mike Brown walkin’, them same cops just passed ’em
I’m smokin’ hash, and let me ash it before I talk in past tense
I hope his mama tears is like acid to your fuckin badges
2 shots in his brain, 4 in his fashion
Thinkin’ ’bout his casket in this Phantom, swear I almost crashed it
That’s why I’m headed to Ferguson with this German luger
Cause I’m probably more like Nelson Mandela than Martin Luther
More like Ice T than Ice Cube, I’m a cop killer
Murder all the cops, then the cops will probably stop killin’



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