Busta Rhymes - The Purge lyrics

[Busta Rhymes - The Purge lyrics]

Sorry, country, I know you
Don't want this really, but
'Til we get us some justice
We fucking every city up
Drastic measures is urgent
The city burn like Philly blunts
Crazy like we jumpin' off the
Little yellow mini bus
You for my people? 'Cause you
Niggas movin' really sus
No, we ain't playing with them, really, trust
You see them cities burning like chimneys
You better know it's really us
The clock was finally winding down
Your time was really just
To feel the wrath of God no matter
How your door was really shut
Deep in my soul, is justice really cut?
I'm only tryna be my peoplе's clutch
Hypertension I mention
Thе temperature is different (What?)
This wouldn't have happened
Now you witness blood
You motherfuckers better listen up
'Cause now we out here fighting for what's
Right like we don't give a fuck

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