Blood Oath

[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