Cale Charles - The Purge [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

5'9 with the soul of a nigga 6'4, with a sick flow
Told shorty strip and get low. Catching misdemeanors in the Beamer
She a singer, named Katrina, Swear I'm only seeing how the bitch blow
Whipping 16s in the kitchen on the stove
I was only 15, and the mission was to go
Harder than froze water. And, bogarting any damn body in the road
Nigga never asked for no pardon. These words are felonious
Trust no nigga. These boy's be the phoniest
Most of these songs belong in the Smithsonian
I've always heard the view from the top is the loneliest
But, Let me be the judge, and eat til I get a pudge
Rapper about to fall off. He need a nudge. Can't call it off. Need it in blood
Bet the sawed off bars turn a hardcore rapper from thug to a thud
This is foot to a bug. Stranglehold to a hug
See, with me, the people know that it's love
Since niggas got Doe in the club
All I tote is the dough and a plug with these quotes as the slugs, nigga

Hook (3x):
Bitch, we need to purge
Too many full niggas getting served
Bitch, we need to purge
All you gotta do is say the mother fucking word
Bitch, we need to purge
What you ain't heard?
Fat belly ass niggas still getting served
Wack selling trash niggas still getting heard
All you rappers gotta do is say the mother fucking word
Bitch, we need to purge