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dark nirvana – the oath lyrics

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[verse1: tilique]
remember timberlands and when jackets were averix? /
this is way before ya ni–as was f—ing special ed chicks off craigslist and paying for s-x /
now ni–as wanna get druck and play wit a tech 9 /
my pops said they used to box then shake hands, and everything would be fine /
so now i’m mc hammer with slugs the size of soda cans /
whistle p-ss your ear when it miss you /
and rip off the whole side of your face when it kisses you /
at 19 my life seems like each one of my breaths only brings me closer to my death /
i’m tryna move away from movin ya, as i walk through the valley of silicon /
my feelings on /
getting paid beyond the hourly sallery /
or push grams with the fam /
or end up canned / corcrin, a government slave the reports in /
i’m just tryna do the right thing like mookee /
o.g.’s salute me before they shoot me /
and i end up with my name over top of a grave /
my team with them r.i.p. shirts /
my cousins and uncles and homies told me /
no matter what you do once your born in this earth, when you leave you’ll be covered in dirt /
and for that my pens planet of the ape stem /
i take a pen and reshape sin /
i turn a staff into a snakes end /
i turn water into blood and make you taste gin /
i’m sin q , the verses patty herse sla on tape then

[hook]
it go contolla mite dola mite /
monkey hustle /
black russell hoodies and pea coats /
i couldn’t believe folks /
a put your fist in the air, if the sh-t that you hear on the radio is garbage /
tilique gonna show you what hard is /
dark nirvana soon to be there where the gods live / regard less

[verse2: tilique]
and i don’t need no applause from the block /
i’m tryna avoid the f—en claws of the cops /
them stick up kids that put raw in your snot /
b—hes in staledos is tool kits /
take a ni–a to the mall and spend a fool quick foolish /
excuses and alibies /
i just move them up like satellites /
my man handle kites from a cell /
lyrics is symbolic infamail, and since the infos well i just do it movin /
i don’t got nothing to prove when i be competing with ni–as that come to losin /
stay on repeat like syntrick /
and when sins trick /
i got b—hes that’ll l!ck a ni–a into a f—ed up position /
malcolm be makin moves like he missin /
but right around the corner from the block /
elizabeth smart but i ain’t lost /
mambo wings with the mambo sauce /
and since condos cost to me shes just a toss /
i’m futuristic throwback and know that

[hook](x2)



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