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 fuckin thermometer

I'll be the man that ladies wanna lean on

They gobble my nobble with my motherfuckin jeans on

Fuck in a truck and steam it up until they seem gone

Don't stop, get it, that's my motherfuckin theme song

Rub my belly, lift up my shirt, my Glock flash

Now these fuckers 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 fuckin' 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