Vanna Tha Martian - The Purge Lyrics

Feeling real fresh to death
I might make you lose your breath.
Hear this song, you wanna step
In the name of hatred, yes?
I got no love for pests
Who would rather see me stressed
Than admit that they transgressed
You be cursed, and I'll be blessed.
Addicted to my name,
And my moniker became
Vee because I take the pain
Then I rap it in my brain.
Issa habit I can't break;
Like a kiddo chasing cake
My heart rattled like a snake
I consoled it when it ached.
As I nursed it back to health, I had rediscovered stealth.
It is now my commonwealth
From the cards that I was dealt.
All the Kings will be dethroned
I declare it in this song
And you better sing along
Like you're Louis Armstrong.
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Had to get in my feels
I was not ready to heal
Used my anger as a shield
Buried pain in sex appeal
Now the power that I wield
Will not ever let me yield
So I always stay on go
Silly ho get in the field
As I sit with this today
Put my angry thoughts at bay
In a world that's full of gray
My persona was so gay
I am proud of who I am
Just because I love a man
Doesn't mean I am a scam
Ain't no silencing this lamb
Y'all's Black sheep
Y'all's scapegoat
The hate that I invoked.
Mad cause I gave good throat
I'm good, though. I ain't choke.
I ain't drown. I swim fast
While y'all drink that slim fast.
Got hips, boobs, and this ass
My ratchet is high class.
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Ayo Lady chauvinist,
How you hate what you possess?
Ragging on my style of dress.
Is this because you're repressed
And the way that you express
Your disdain for the oppressed
Is to act like you're obsessed?
It is time that you confess.
Loaded words, but I digress.
Yes it hurts, but I don't stress.
I have got it off my chest
Like reduction of the breasts.
All the hoes gone acquiesce
While the prudes gone overdress.
I was feeling murderous.
Full of hate and venomous
Then I had to decompress.
Reassess and repossess.
I had given them access
To my mind while I was stressed
But I find what helps me best
Is to let go of the mess.
It's a long and hard process.
But I've seen so much progress
I can't let myself regress
Over hiccups and regrets.
Should've smacked you in the face
Hit so hard that you lost taste.
You was mad I wasn't chaste?
Hand stay open like a case,
But no tears roll down my face
And I handle this with grace
Because God has set the pace
And He'll handle my lightweight.
Yes I still believe in Her.
Switch the pronouns, I concur
With creators on the spectrum
Because that's always what we were.
We have been the gender benders
Long before they colonized
But that's another story
That I'll tell another time.
I am healing with each rhyme.
Leave some sage on every line.
Vee gone do it every time
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)
Purge
All my woes
Let em go
(Let them motherf*ckers go)