I'm an outlaw riding on my horse
Rebellion running through my veins
Seeping out my pores
Steal from the rich and I give to the poor
Pitch fork pitch dark bodies hit the floor
This the purge break a law steal a purse
This the purge don't end up in the dirt
This the purge can't nothing get worse
This the purge pray to God
This the purge
Break the windows and let's light this place on fire
Everybody masked up like Michael Meyers
Flip the car over after we slash the tires
H1GHR ganging call on us killaz for hire
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