Song parody of

The Purge

by Kurupt

Here's where you get creative! Use our cool song parody creator to make a totally new musical idea and lyrics for the The Purge song by Kurupt.

Simply click on any word to get rhyming words suggestion to use instead of the original ones. You may also remove or alter entire lines if needed — when you're done save your work and share it with our community — have fun!

  • English (English)
  • Français (French)
  • Español (Spanish)

My daddy said, draw n**** (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war Yeah, n****, uh, yeah, n**** Yeah, n****, uh, yeah, n****, uh Yeah, n**** As this G s*** begin, put this product placement on your chin The realest n**** breathing, y'all pretend Real crippy since I hopped off the swing With my strap, that's my peace offering (Yo, yo, yo, yeah uh yeah ooh) Five shots get rung out, five bodies falling Come put your lights out, I spark your apartment Deadline my clothing, don't f*** with Pink Dolphin Strap on his hairline, his forehead gets softened Send extras through his chest bones, s***, he don't need that coffin Most n****s would've run away, but me I'm out here walking Bucket hat with my shades on, my wardrobe look awesome Now nah, I ain't no dolphin, f*** rhyming, I'm cripping N****s rap about what I'm living, all this false claiming, I'm marring Doing drive-by's I ain't steering, white Peter Rose, I ain't tearin' F*** your b****, in front of your chil'ren See your whip side of my building, yeah Put my dick and nuts in her mouth, bust in her hair I'm very rare, got my trigger on top of my underwear B****, I'm everywhere and over there You die here, let of a pair (Yak yak!) (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war Yeah n****, uh, yeah n**** Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh Yeah n**** House full of kilo's, sold pound to zero's Cocaine my hero, you ain't you ain't Figg Side gettin' Deebo'd Always asking for the burner like, young n****s still free load Heart big as my ego, don't fly 'round my signal I'll rearrange your dino, crippy my house shoes Blue rag disciples, murder, I'm liable, you get the Eiffel Aim out the eyeball, I'm getting violent, I got the stripe once Won't get the stripe twice, you n****s half price Which means you half off, I'm going Adolf I'm smoking bath salt through sherm sticks, burn this, ooh Knock knock through the condo's, Schoolboy from the fa' do's But who was spanked to you unranked, you can f*** around and get that chin bank'd Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies My glock ya f*** buddy, make money, take money Earn crack money, drug money, bail money Heard they got life for me, but how they got life for me? When they took that from me, since I had my nose runny I was out past sunny, had the strap by my tummy You can go and ask mommy, grab a body bag, haumie, yeah (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war Yeah n****, uh, yeah n**** Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh Yeah n**** Bust my gun all by myself Rock cocaine all by myself Poured propane all on myself Go so hard might harm myself Yeah n****, uh, yeah n**** Yeah n****, yeah n**** Yeah, it's Kurupt young motherf***in' Gotti Still rollin' in the six dont f*** with the Bugatti Come up in this motherf***er looking for a b**** Probably sucked on my dick then you kissed her on the lips The intrical, South Central Sentinel Get roped and choked, poetical tentacles stretch (Haha) Get roped and choked and rope-a-dope'd Extra overdose of the okie doke Get a n**** smoked, I ain't no joke Tired of this bulls*** and everything y'all talk about, they walked 'em in I walked 'em out, they talked 'em in, I chalked 'em out And I c*** back that ox and pow, pow, pow, pow Walk inside, p**** popping, top is popping off Papadopulos neighborhood, roll with 60 bars Ghettotropolis, squeezing p**** like octopuses Show me where the money at, show me where the kush is Next time you see me I'll probably be in the bushes This is the reasons why I won't be f***ing with pussies like you Me, Tyler and Schoolboy Q, we tote 'em (Bow, bow!) Coming in for yours N****s got them choppers and they knocking at your door Sirens gettin' loud when the bodies hit the floor Why you look confused motherf***er? This is war Yeah n****, uh, yeah n**** Yeah n****, uh, yeah n****, uh Yeah n****

Done creating your parody?

Don't keep it to yourself! Save it now so you can share it with the rest of the world!

Watch the song video

The Purge

80,391
5,510     1,754

Browse Lyrics.com

Quiz

Are you a music master?

»
Sia: "Come on, come on, turn the radio on. It's ______ night, and it won't be long".
A Tuesday
B Friday
C Sunday
D Monday

Free, no signup required:

Add to Chrome

Get instant explanation for any lyrics that hits you anywhere on the web!

Free, no signup required:

Add to Firefox

Get instant explanation for any acronym or abbreviation that hits you anywhere on the web!

Kurupt tracks

On Radio Right Now

Loading...

Powered by OnRad.io


Think you know music? Test your MusicIQ here!

Movies soundtrack

The Purge

»
  • Underworld Awakening