Purge

Sight beyond sight, touch beyond touch

You can get a feel for what's beyond us

Everything you hearing, not really what you heard

So really what's the word

So really what's the word

Sight beyond sight, touch beyond touch

You can get a feel for what's beyond us

Everything you hearing, not really what you heard

Men and women lie so really what's the word

If I'm lying and I'm dying, a killer must emerge

Fill a bust to burst 'til I'm feeling up to purge

See the world is yours and it ain't hard to tell

Look up in the sky, you can start to smell

Smoke in the air, smoke smoke in the lung

Nobody should ever fly this close to the sun

Wings melted down, flesh felt the burn

Tumble to the ground with no self concern

Kill an Afghani man or go help the curd

Earn a purple heart if you don't go to hell first

Win a Pulitzer or a Nobel prize but they won't tell why

They let those shells fly

Got a cosell sign, cosign to sell

Sell 'em like phosphorous both sides'll fail

Young men die while the old timers help themselves

Staking power but only time will tell

Terminate terrorists override the cell

Fore a state fell, the government backoo

Marine coming home, he covered in tattoo

Stuck in the past, post traumatic Iraq mood

Iraq's not Iraq, it's really Iraq fool

Lieutenants say they're pulling the pilly to pop dudes

And citizens in the inner city can not move

From Fallujah, Baghdad, Syria, Kabul

C'mon

Sight beyond sight, touch beyond touch

You can get a feel for what's beyond us

Everything you hearing, not really what you heard

So really what's the word

So really what's the word

Everybody gather 'round, I don't wanna hear a sound

When I hit 'em with the motherfucking facts now

Bringing everything to light with the universal might

So for anybody saving in the background

Fuck pigs with a passion for blasting

When they ain't even put a brother through a proper pat down

How I know I'm finna crack has been a matter of fact

They could never see the signal when I crackdown

Then now we got 'em murdering the track down

We need a reason for they why he had to clap rounds

These pigs get to go ahead to pop while

We put them in power they only wanna act out

Crack files in the pound by the trap house

Is open twenty four seven, how they rap 'bout

Bee-gees go to be the heat with that clout

He breaking even he don't need to get the cash out

I'm figuring I'm in the middle of a war zone

They come in whether or not if anyone's home

I don't imagine they could win a war with no clones

They got a pin on everybody with a go phone

You might as well be a middle man in the midi

A black cloud's covering every bit of the city

You never see us coming together and it's a pity

We all pissed off, the situation is shitty

See we need to band together, swear to never run

No retreat and no surrender when whoever come

Fighting for freedom is a battle that ain't ever done

And if you break it, they just build a bigger better one

Sight beyond sight, touch beyond touch

You can get a feel for what's beyond us

Everything you hearing, not really what you heard

So really what's the word

So really what's the word