The Purge (feat. Stacy Barth) (Explicit) - The Game/Stacy Barth
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 f**kin' 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 f**kers listenin'
Feel that you can take their life
'Cause they ain't got a pot to piss in
Raise the christian k**l you for these kids as victims
F**k the system
You give a kid 30 cent and think you sponsor somethin'
I feed a village by myself n***a compton comin'
Purge
We are dying we are dying
Sometimes I wanna purge
We are dying
Sometimes I wanna purge
We are dying
Sometimes I wanna
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 f**ker 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
298 innocent lives severed
Flyin' on aaliyah's wings all the way to heaven
And so we purge
We are dying we are dying
Sometimes I wanna purge
Sometimes I wanna
We are dying sometimes
Sometimes I wanna
We are dying some times I gotta 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 f**kin 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 n***a 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 n***a purge
Or just stand there like j cole and s***t 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
Sometimes I wanna
We are dying purge
This song is dedicated to my engineer jus' wife
Carey jean who passed away june 28th at 145 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 sh*t
Sometimes it's a struggle to understand life sh*t 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
It's a question nobody got the answer to
So purge
