The Oath

Now does it really feel this good when you're at the top? Or am I just this good? This hood This life that I lead, this music I slave to Been paying dues, when the fuck do they praise you? When the fuck do you say it's enough? After slaving for months and entertaining these chumps in the front row Looking at you twisted cause you ain't got a blunt rolled Cause these niggas is ones-and-dones You couldn't kick it if the chick was a punt, you a cunt bro, wake up Early bird gets the worm and I don't even go to sleep Barely hit the scene so you probably never notice me Married with a ring, once had a fling with poetry Slowly had to leave her cause the beat was taking over me No dreams ever come true without you No sunshine's bright without a blue sky right? Shit I'm about to do five mics in one year One mic, one blunt rolled, and one beer One breakbeat banging over one ear One take, one way to the top and I'm taking it, thanks No need to weigh it out, it's all here All dressed in new LR Gear, all fresh And I used to wear Wu Wear sweats from Ross Now I stay in new pairs of Airs Just to floss, who cares the cost Shit I spit to rare to price, the new heir to Christ Mic Chairman and I'm not sharing it I swear it's like a God-given right to take care of this mic And Blu is truly Huey Newton when he writes And if he knew it he would lead a whole movement to the light With his music, students ain't doing it right Since the teachers started doing it for Christ Losing my life to Live Kane's and Chuck D's again Back to black Compton hats, Chuck T's and white tees again Ever since I heard Cube, Ice-T and them I knew I had to lead the next movement, and I'm doing it biatch