Purpose
Ten-O-Seven Lyrics
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Bro grab the mask we get to purgin'
Bitch we spin blocks we steady lurkin'
These niggas ain't out they steady hide
Everything had changed when rodney died
I make one call big bro gone slide
Hop out the car and open fire
This shit aint a game
We send that blitz and bust your brain
When i tolt sticks i got good aim
That big ole' glock it gotta switch
And it got fifty under that bitch
Bitch you can't duck bitch you cant run
Bitch you can't hide from all these sticks
And we smoking your potna bitch
Roll 'em up in this gar
Doolie up in the yo
Clutching on a big AR
Send your ass to the stars
Free bronem out the bars
Tryna get me foreign house
Tryna get me a foreign car
Tryna move up out the state
All these niggas hate
All these niggas fake
All these niggas snakes
Donnie swing his fucking dreads and he go catch a play
Bitch ima hit a fucking lick if i go broke today
The lyrics to Ten-O-Seven's song "Purpose" depict a gritty and intense perspective on street life and survival. The opening line, "Yea we do this for a purpose," suggests that the actions described in the song are not mere acts of violence or aggression but are driven by a deeper motivation. The use of a mask implies a sense of anonymity and detachment from the consequences of their actions.
The next lines, "Bro grab the mask we get to purgin'/Bitch we spin blocks we steady lurkin'," indicate a readiness to engage in confrontations and retaliate against their perceived enemies. The lyrics emphasize the defensive nature of their actions, constantly on the lookout for those who are hiding or evading them.
The reference to Rodney's death suggests a pivotal event that has brought about a significant change in their lives. This event seems to have intensified their desire for revenge and justice, as they confidently claim, "I make one call big bro gone slide/Hop out the car and open fire." The imagery of violence is graphic, highlighting the dangerous reality they inhabit.
Amidst the aggression and violence, there are glimpses of aspiration and a desire for a better life. The lines, "Tryna get me foreign house/Tryna get me a foreign car/Tryna move up out the state," indicate a longing for success and escape from their current circumstances. The lyrics also express a strong sense of loyalty to their incarcerated friend, expressing a desire for his freedom.
In summary, the lyrics of "Purpose" delve into the harsh realities of street life, where violence and survival are intertwined. The characters in the song are fueled by a purpose that drives their actions, and while they yearn for a better future, their present reality is dominated by a constant state of danger and aggression.
Line by Line Meaning
Yea we do this for a purpose
We have a specific reason for doing this
Bro grab the mask we get to purgin'
Hey brother, put on the mask so we can engage in violent activity
Bitch we spin blocks we steady lurkin'
We maneuver through neighborhoods, constantly searching for targets
These niggas ain't out they steady hide
These individuals are not actively present, they prefer to remain hidden
Everything had changed when rodney died
Our circumstances shifted dramatically after Rodney's death
I make one call big bro gone slide
With just a single phone call, my older sibling will quickly attack
Hop out the car and open fire
Exit the vehicle and begin shooting without hesitation
This shit ain't a game
This situation is serious and not to be taken lightly
You never hit shit in close range
You have never successfully struck a target at a short distance
We send that blitz and bust your brain
We launch a sudden and intense attack, causing severe harm
When i tolt sticks i got good aim
When I hold firearms, I have precise aim
That big ole' glock it gotta switch
That large Glock pistol has a selector switch
And it got fifty under that bitch
Inside, it contains a magazine with fifty rounds
Bitch you can't duck bitch you cant run
You cannot evade or escape, there is no hiding
Bitch you can't hide from all these sticks
You cannot find refuge from all these firearms
And we smoking your potna bitch
We are causing harm to your associate, my dear
Roll 'em up in this gar
We wrap them up in a garment
Doolie up in the yo
We have a firearm up in the yo (house or area)
Clutching on a big AR
Holding tightly onto a large assault rifle
Send your ass to the stars
We dispatch you to the celestial bodies above
Free bronem out the bars
Support the release of our friend from incarceration
Tryna get me foreign house
I am attempting to acquire a house in another country
Tryna get me a foreign car
Attempting to obtain an automobile from a different nation
Tryna move up out the state
Attempting to relocate and leave the current state
All these niggas hate
All these individuals feel strong dislike towards me
All these niggas fake
All these individuals are not genuine
All these niggas snakes
All these people are deceitful and treacherous
Donnie swing his fucking dreads and he go catch a play
Donnie confidently moves his dreadlocks and proceeds to engage in criminal activity
Bitch ima hit a fucking lick if i go broke today
Hey, I am going to commit a lucrative crime if I become financially destitute today
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Jatwanie Lee
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