Planet Purge

And the cop yelled: FREEZE!
And the pig ment: STOP!
Now a innocent kid get shot, cuz the skin that´s black
We´re all the same, molecules with pigment spots
Any bloodstream red, any pussy pink, any iris white, now watch the DNA-strains dem dance
We all praise the same spirit, but war over different gods
Dem ask me: why mi nuh get signed yet?
It´s not that I won´t split my cup
But mi nuh fill it up fi mek em sip it up
Cuz yuh only big dem up cuz dem picked me up
Now all you get´s one shot
So if i give man clock, would you take that strap?
Pop down the king and bun the castle till the kingdom stop?
Would you kill yourself?
End the nightmare there... jump a the big ben clock
The hills have eyes, so better nuh chat behind this man back
Cuz if I don´t die through your knife, i pull it out
Stab your whole big gang, WATCH!
I don´t listen to christian rap, I listen to Dub
But dem a nuh gimi the mic, mi way too slack
We coulda discuss that. but them diss, cuss back
Now the people whisperin: all them want is some easy-listening
Fuck that! i keep my arrangements on Big Band-Stuff

Stuck to Pushin Daisies-Chuck
Only shit in my christmas socks, cuz christmas sucks
Mi nuh pree violence, i pree defense, doc!
Open borders! get di fence chopped
Till the head a queen of windsor drop
I won´t go pop cuz a hitsong dropped
If i go pop you´ll see a hitman drop
Welcome back to the wasteland railroad tracks
Where Black Mirror cracks near this road blocks
The devil wears prada, I guess me and her got a tindermatch
Politrix nuh remember bout praha but I won´t keep them windows locked
You shouldn´t go against me my brother
Cuz we´re got a enemy in common
So why you war over a zip-code pon P.O.Box
So much different acts, but anyting sound like the siame Migos track
And my teachers said that: you gotta go the hardest at the Intro
I made 6 lp´s but i delete them tracks
Ciame back with a LP, full a motherfuckin Intro-Cutz
It´s all about the he-said, she-said Bullshit, i guess i gotta break that stuff
I need followers (revolution!)
And mi nuh talk subscribe pon insta-blogs
This is just a weird-ass Intro (I need a army stead a bots, yuh cyaan filter scars)
Kill anyting inna mi way right like beatrix kiddo

Stop to bitch bout your paste
Cuz from you been through what i been through
You woulda suicide several times to destinys child over dem issues
Lost my brain... now i forgot whe a mind feels
Tinkin bout my depressive thoughts feels like I´m steppin through minefields
Guess who´s comin to purge? ain´t it ironic according to harvard that we are just numbers for economys worth
And as we are working for companys, companys work
And 1% a humanity got all the luxery runnin di world, but dem a nuh work
Pharmacy slaughter we, so we growin these herbs
My kids gotta eat and mi nuh waan robbin a purse
Real g´s a nuh proud a the hustlin, we struggle survive fi the familys thurr
From uno braggin bout the stabbin, why yu nuh stabbin em pervs?
Now rob a lobbyist sir
I never doubt a chimera but i mistrust the youtube conspiracy cinema, cuz dem colors are blurred
I shall get what i deserve tonight, at least thats in my fortune cookie
So why industrywhores nuh support or book me?
Dem regular... mi goofy... (haha)
3 against mi and dem still cyaan clash me
Cuz the only way to kill me is to actually beat me or interrupt me
I just bought a dreamcatcher, now my dreams are catched me
But I fight fi the opressed like Santa Sangre-Phenix Mommy
Through the land a milk & honey
Now dem a callin me Mr Dali
So if i ever holla pon a big studio, i tell dem: Gibli cast me
My purpose in life are my kids, so i just bought "Finding Nemo"
I love my kids over anything so I invalidate all these types a heroes
I will fight the egos, cuz i cyaan stand see young gyal warshippin riapists, lovin killers and hypin pedos
Í´m tired cuz any white guy wanna be the new eminem
While i just try to fiace a fiace inna mirror call me slenderman
Any giamer got a bawler, now any player gotta holla
But u won´t spit all that puverty ish after biabymother-drama
Cuz real man gonna fight fi see son & daughter
So never bliame another from you nuh really fought in the slaughter
I love gyal with manic depressions, but at least they got feelings
Except selfie-expressions, i´m full a choleric confessions
Love backwards sounds like evil
Love really means let go
So tell the witches fi keep my mistress outa their business
I wish i wouldn't be under control a the powers a the insects that infect
Now get the art back to the state of the art
And fuck the state of the art cuz dem ain´t about bars
Hello darkness my old friend, hello loneliness my only homie
Holy moly, ive been smokin holy green to cocorosie
Now i´m all out in the woods like mononoke
And dem portrait my soul cold-blooded like capote, with a ghost-emoji
First purge, WELCOME!