D.M.O.E - Vows

Uh, 94 and forever

Uh, see when I die, leave my body in a tomb
With a mic, and a pen, and baggie of them shrooms
See my life, is a bitch, but I'd gladly be her groom
Until death do us part...

Uh, See I been sitting sideways, chopping up the chrome
Shoulder fulla lays and some pocket fulla stones
My OG done kept it trilla, we was talking on the phone
It doesn't matter what you got, long as you got it on your own
So lately I've been in zones, blitzing my ambitions
In the pit with the Steelers black and yellow my religion
Side bitch acting hella ghetto in the rental
Maybe I shouldn't have got a black camero with the engine
Yeah, Du blar this my final Coup de Gras
Slap the shit out of a nigga to show em who in charge yeah
The way I write you would think I was moving wrong yeah
Because I'm not like these niggas, you knew as frauds
Ima stop doing you favors, cuz my time is a gift
Keeping tabs on these niggas like I'm tryna indent
This chess never checker, say your check is enormous
Check your references cuz you don't have credible source nah

The shit is just different
My shit is exquisite
My cigar is lit and all of my bitches is litty
Keep my arms in arms reach I know these niggas is trippin
2 smiths under the pillows, the Mr. and Mrs
I'm giving you wisdom, cuz knowledge is power
I know the otherside just want to see us locked in the county
And they leader is a joke, look on how often they clown em
Some call him the POTUS, I call him a coward
Our youth are in cages, barely got access to fountains
They treat people of color just like we are deviant scoundrels
The polices harass us, the media hound us
I bathe in the quasars and take some meteor showers uh
Look alive, look alive my nigga
All that finessing, all them years you shook and jived my nigga
I'm just tryna have my pen like Crooked I nigga
Got it all I got and all it took was time my nigga
I said I'm gone

Written by:
Desmond Appiah

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