Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Purge, artist - Hopsin. Album song No Shame, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 31.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Undercover Prodigy
Song language: English
The Purge |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, you gon' see |
| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Yeah, 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, Prodigy |
| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone |
| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone |
| Yeah, homie G, the cold emcee |
| Rollin' deep through your vicinity (yo) |
| I just had an epiphany |
| I don’t know what it did to me |
| But I’m hopin' the devil doesn’t get into me (woah) |
| I’m still a beast whose enemies finna be |
| Off the chain with a brand new delivery (yeah) |
| Try to get in my way, the feelin' of rage |
| That sit in my brain and then I blast you to smithereens |
| Nigga please, I’ll be damned if I’m thrown on the back burner |
| Fuckin' maniac purgin', a rap server |
| The cat burglar who be committin' mass murder |
| That’s word to the G.O.D. |
| Fuckin' the game from the P.O.V. |
| Niggas beg and they plead on knees |
| There’ll be no peace, the D.O.G., I feed on beats |
| If niggas wanna die they can lean on me |
| No Bill Withers, U.P. |
| I done built it up |
| You wishin' you was on the field with us |
| I’m the ill nigga, no deal, look at me grill niggas |
| Fuckin' with me then I will erupt |
| Still we must remain calm |
| Napalm in my dang palm |
| I’m a dark villain like Blade, Spawn or Akon with a cape on |
| It ain’t fun, you can’t run |
| This is the horror flick your life is based on |
| I ain’t gon' say that I’m runnin' shit |
| That’s the shit every rapper say and think about |
| Nigga, just go in and look at the bank account |
| I just don’t have enough patience to take it out |
| Niggas is hatin' now, I don’t suffer from no paper drought |
| Always winning’s my favorite route |
| My whole life, I just lay it out |
| Being around me is a blessing so, boy, you should take a bow |
| Look! |
| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| Take a look, take a look |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| I’m shuttin' shit down |
| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| Check me out, check me out |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, you gon' see |
| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Yeah, 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, Prodigy |
| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone |
| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone |
| Comin' up, niggas said, «He can’t go far.» |
| (oh shit) |
| I cut through like a relay go-kart (woah) |
| I give it to you like a B-Day postcard |
| Killin' shit with my nigga DJ Romar (yeah, yeah) |
| You know you made it when they claim you overrated |
| Flow is slayin', cultivatin' |
| Way way back in the golden ages |
| Now I got hoes from here to Copenhagen |
| Like nigga, you don’t even know where that’s at |
| BagBak 'cause I’m a class act of Mad Max |
| A mental hazmat lookin' for a jackass to spaz at |
| I’m turnin' you niggas into my lab rats |
| Hashtag, #FuckYouMan |
| Got a dome piece with a nut and a bolt screwed in |
| Don’t care what cult you in |
| I’m AWOL like I’m D. Trump’s new plan |
| I be givin' you some mo' action, mo' thrashin' |
| Old-fashioned ho slappin', throat slashin' |
| Hittin' you harder than a collision with a semi |
| The windshield bust and then you’re thrown past it |
| I’m the maniac in yo attic, nomadic, toe taggin' |
| Ho, that’s my dick, you should blow at it! |
| I don’t really give a fuck about your feelings |
| You can cry me a river 'cause I’m a dog and you know that shit |
| Clearly there’s a devil on my shoulder with an angel |
| But they don’t go back and forth |
| We are all in agreement in knowin' just what I am rappin' for |
| Just smashin' whores, give me ass galore |
| It’s all I’m askin', Lord |
| I can fit the women inside of my black Accord |
| And we can speed through the night, unless I crash of course |
| I may need to see a psychiatric ward, so let’s go! |
| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| Take a look, take a look |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| I’m shuttin' shit down |
| I’m 'bout to make this bitch jump |
| (Watch me, watch me, watch me) |
| Check me out, check me out |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Let’s go! |
| 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, you gon' see |
| Ain’t no thing, bitch, I’m on |
| Bitch, I’m kickin' through the door! |
| Yeah, 8−18, H O P |
| Bet on me, Prodigy |
| When I hit the track, bitch, I’m gone |
| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone |
| I’m gone, I’m gone, I’m gone |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Nigga, better tell these hoes I’m kickin' through the door! |