Purge the district

Scrub it hard

Time to clean up our own backyard

People standing in the way

Are on the list of people getting paid

Not just the common thug

Also those up above

Making laws and deciding how the districts run into the ground



Now the choice is up to us

Between the crooked and corrupt

Whose made fewer bloody deals

Chose the lesser of two evils

Soul turns to evil quick

Without love or discipline

Poison for the destitute

Is also in the silver spoon

The rain is coming down

But the drugs are dollar signs

Pads the pockets of the bent

And we cant pay the rent



Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

And clean up the mess



Locked up

Feeling the common dread

Locked up in our homes and in our heads

Intimidation keeps us prisoners at home

A force that's never felt anything stand up against it



The sky will open up this time

We wont overlook a thing

Criminal, criminal, criminal

We wont overlook a thing

Criminal, criminal, criminal

And we'll wake up with our spirit



Purified, purified, purified

Purified, purified, purified



Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

Someday a real rain is gonna come

And clean up the mess



Free of the common dread

In our homes and in our heads

Free of the crooked ways

Woken with our spirit cleansed