Blood Oath

Lyrics
[Verse] When it's time to go, don't hide, go through it Everybody want to die until it's really time to do it This ain't about the rap, meet the man behind the music Slowly becoming an underground legendary influence Following in the footsteps of the dawgs who used to do it Winding up in their death notes, hoping that I don't lose it In this illusion they call the planet, so confusing, pistol using Pussy, fall back for the bruising, they be oozing and they losing What came out his mouth foul like the motherfuckers hooping They don't want to stop, but okay, playa, let me shoot this Am I struggling, yes, and I swear this lifе is stupid Am I bored, no nigga, but I guess I thought you knew this Budda smoking, no, plеase don't call me no Buddhist Foolish niggas always want to joke till they got to choke I will kill you, and kill you again, that means there is no hope Then kidnap his stinky ho', ask her where the dough If she say the wrong thing, well, my nigga, there's her throat Down till the last roach, I am never flying coach I'll be underground forever, but I'm never dying broke Yeah, I'm riding in my six four, but I'm still gon' buy polka Tell me what's a nine to five, living in that ninety four Niggas knowing that you broke, still trying to serve your ho' Well, profess to mother Mary, but we got to serve this dope If your kids got to eat it, ain't no shit on the stove You ain't ever been hungry, man, that shit can hurt your soul Make you feel like you want to kill everybody though Man, you ain't ever been through no shit like that before And this pain is everywhere, it entitled to no cost What you tripping for, nigga, you want the forty four? Or do you want to head up, catch the fade, oh You don't want to do that, but you want to talk though Okay, I'ma see you when I see you, it's cool, ho' I ain't playing no more, you got to go, you got to go I'll meet at your local liquor store, I'll meet you at your door Beat ya at your own shit, then teach ya that you won't grow Father didn't teach ya, well, you better act like you know Shit, half of these things change, people motherfucking grow If that shit ain't about S.I.C, I don't want to know No grudge, all love to my Doom Shop bros And respect to the ones who kept it real when you don't, for sure
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- Stonedogg