The Purge Lyrics - Blood Moon: Year Of The Wolf - Game

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 

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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 death, sane and vein now 

Crash my ass, niggas know who shot that plane down 

298 innocent lives severed 

Flyin' on Aaliyah's wings all the way to heaven 

And so we perge 

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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) 

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' 

On my knees prayin', wish my nigga Pac was livin' 

But he fell victim to the Rampart Division, purge 

Cops killed Biggie, cops beat up Rodney King 

We tore up the city nigga, purge 

Or just stand there like J. Cole and shoot at cops in the same spot till the case closed, 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) 

This song is dedicated, to my engineer Jus' wife, 

Carey Jean who passed away June 28th at 1.45 pm to stomach cancer, 2 days before his son Harlem's 11th birthday. 

Crazy how he mournin' his wife's death and I'm celebrating my son's life. I 

'll never understand death, shit. 

Sometimes it's a struggle to understand life, shit crazy. 

I'll never understand. 

Can't stop fightin' to survive though, but what we fightin' for when we eventually all die though, purge. 

Eventually we all victims of the purge. 

Us killers, what's keepin' us alive. I 

t's a question nobody got the answer to. 

So PURGE!