Tonalità: D# minor
Verse 1
Bb
Dm
C
We are dying, we are dying
Bb
Dm
Are we gonna die? Are we gon
C
Bb
Dm
C
Bb
na die?
Dm
We are dying
Verse 2
Bb
Light a blunt, throw on Nas,
Dm
collect my thoughts
Blow the candles out
as I contemplate in the dark
Bb
Dumpin' ashes on the fuckin'
Time magazine
Dm
Tryna burn a hole between
Israel and Palestine
Bb
All this world news,
Dm
all these dead bodies
All these kids dying, the talk of illuminati
Bb
As I'm murderin' ink,
I get a call from Irv Gotti
Dm
Say "Keep spittin' cause when you do
Bb
it's like a 12- gauge shotty
Got machetes and them
cannons loaded up
Dm
Got them Xany's and that
C
Dm
C
lean in my cup
Bb
These politician's can come up missin',
I'm on a mission
Dm
You hear them gun shots,
now mother fuckers listenin'
Bb
Feel that you can take their life cause they
Dm
ain't got a pot to piss in
Raise the Christian,
C
Dm
kill you for these kids as victims
Bb
Fuck the system
You give a kid 30 cent and think you
Dm
sponsor somethin'?
I feed a village by myself nigga
Compton comin'
Bb
Purge
Verse 3
Dm
We are dying, we are dying
Bb
Dm
(Sometimes I wan na purge)
We are dying
Bb
Dm
(Sometimes I wanna purge)
We are dying,
Bb
some times I gotta purge
(Sometimes I wanna)
Dm
We're living on a purge
(Sometimes I wanna)
Verse 4
Bb
What if we ran through Beverley Hills,
got 70 kills
Dm
Ridin' down Rodeo in the
C
Dm
Chevy with pills
Bb
And pop one, load 12 slugs in the eagle
Dm
And shot one,
Donald Sterling hopped in his Benz
Bb
I got one, beam on the back of his dome
Dm
Palm sweaty on the back
of the chrome
Bb
That's my adrenaline
So we purge Sandusky,
Dm
purge Zi mmerman
Purge every mother fucker rapin' women in
Bb
Purge niggas killin' kids,
back to back in two vans
Dm
Me and my mercenaries,
middle of South Sudan
Bb
Carryin' babies bodies,
long as I got two hands
Dm
Long as I got two feet,
millions and my crew deep
Bb
We purge for the families, they death,
sane and vein now
Dm
C
Crash my ass, niggas know who shot
Dm
Bb
that plane down
298 innocent lives severed
Dm
Flyin' on Aaliyah's wings
all the way to heaven
Bb
And so we Purge
Verse 5
Dm
We are dying,
C
Dm
we are dying
Bb
Dm
(Sometimes I wan na purge)
Bb
We are dy ing
Dm
(Sometimes I wanna purge)
We are dying,
Bb
some times I gotta purge
Dm
(Sometimes I wanna)
We're living on a purge
Bb
(Sometimes I wanna)
Verse 6
Bb
Imagine going to the stores
Dm
without cops harrasing
C
Imagine Mike Brown walkin',
Dm
them same cops just passed 'em
Bb
I'm smokin' hash,
Dm
and let me ash it before I talk in past tense
C
I hope his mama tears is like acid
Bb
to your fuckin badges
2 shots in his brain, 4 in his fashion
Dm
C
Thinkin' 'bout his casket in this Phantom,
Dm
Bb
swear I almost crashed it
That's why I'm headed to Ferguson
Dm
Bb
with this German luger
Dm
Cause I'm probably more like Nelson
Bb
Mandela than Martin Luther
More like Ice T than Ice Cube,
I'm a cop killer
Dm
Murder all the cops,
Bb
then the cops will probably stop killin'
On my knees prayin',
Dm
wish my nigga Pac was livin'
C
But he fell victim to the Rampart Division,
Bb
purge
Dm
Cops killed Biggie, cops
beat up Rodney King
C
Dm
Bb
We tore up the city nigga, purge
Dm
Or just stand there like J. Cole and shoot at cops
Bb
in the same spot till the case closed, purge
Verse 7
Dm
C
Dm
We are dying, we are dying
Bb
Dm
(Sometimes I wanna
C
Dm
purge)
Bb
We are dy ing
Dm
(Sometimes I wanna purge)
C
Dm
We are dying, some times
Bb
Dm
I gotta purge
(Sometimes I wanna)
We're living on a purge
Bb
(Sometimes I wanna)
Verse 8
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
C
Bb
Dm
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,
C
Bb
shit crazy.
Dm
C
Bb
I'll never understand.
Dm
C
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
Bb
Dm
C
Bb
Dm
C
Dm
Bb
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
Dm
got the answer to. So PURGE!
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