KOOTIE HINES - Purgatory Lyrics

Reppin the State
Where the garden is dead
If you don't pardon yourself you'll get a scar
On your head
Me and my nikkas is
Harder than led

I slipped on a Hollister, I'm about to polish your nigga up
Make him hot like a f*ckin thermometer
I'll be the man that ladies wanna lean on
They gobble my nobble with my motherf*ckin jeans on

F*ck in a truck and steam it up until they seem gone
Don't stop, get it, that's my motherf*ckin theme song
Rub my belly, lift up my shirt, my Glock flash
Now these f*ckers know they could get hurt

I ditty bop, gettin' hot on the block
I city hop, opps want me to stop
But kitty not wha-ppin, your city hot
Bout to blow this spot, 100 flash on the dash

Control on the pedal, the tops drop
On my olivine green machine
Let's go with the best flow since BIG
Made juicy and loosely, I'm f*ckin' around with this next flow

Nobody claim to be the king of Jerusalem
It's not kings in this hip-hop thing, we losin' em
Reppin' in state where garden is dead
If you don't pardon yourself, you get a scar on your head

Me and my niggas be harder than lead

The church pews and the scuffs, usually I'm both of them

Buddhist monks found the ancient caste that had molded em
It's two of us, ones on the inside, don't be provokin' em
I spit lava, givin' new meaning to em, scoldin' em
Twelve years of silence for one rich in the pilgrimage

Took away his rights, all that's left was this privilege
No, it won't be long till they both reach the killin' edge
I'm sharpenin' my sons, I'm protectin' my lineage
I'm sendin' the retrievers, niggas to the pedigree

Send us when they breed us, Jesus, Jesus
And my brother's keeper, do my best to feed us
And protect us from these leeches, the sentences
And this family could make a thesis, see this

Nothin' but respect that stand between us, Jesus
Dangle the religion's how they tease us
Just cause niggas outta jail, you'd think that they free this
I'm in your thoughts, you're losin' part of your head

Hard than lead
I'm in your thoughts, you're losin' part of your head
Open your mind and you'll find you ain't much better than dead
And from our cloth, you ain't part of the thread

Me and my niggas, it's hard than lead