Ski Beatz - The Oath lyrics

Put these dudes on mute because they ain't what they talk Two left shoes because they ain't what they walk You f**ing with the dude that was made in New York Moves made for the boss, until they made me a boss Rare breed, he's the 1 baby Run lady just maybe, you can come see Mr. Talk of the Empire State Shots called, umpire of the plate I'm sire, I'm great.. I'm fire, I flame Please separate my name from lames Not the same by a grain nor ride the same lane Crossover spin move then bang On the rim I'm letting my nuts hang The Duranchula, Wrap rappers up Run laps for months, you glamour girls ain't man enough Your staminas where you're lacking bruh I do this here like its for camera But i do this here with no camera I just do me, I ain't no actor Keep a lawyer for scavengers Hammers for those trynna banish us Do you see the crowd that back us up Thats why I'm laughing up (To tha BANK) I'm stacking up (WHAT YA THANK?!) Put these dudes on mute because they ain't what they talk Two left shoes because they ain't what they walk You f**ing with the dude that was made in New York Moves made for the boss, until they made me a boss Don't let the ice blind you, life like a novel Langston Hughes with militia views Thanks to the few who helped me thru When the Tunnel got dark, kept running thru Precise moves the Rap Sun Zhou You'll Fall trynna Spring from what I grew Leave n***a Best believe n***a, i ain't at all easy to read n***a Fine print in blood ink n***a Written in the stars in cursive on mars Telescope me, I'm up by far Yall bars ain't even up to par Haa! laugh on' em flash a bit of cash on' em Its inspiration, i started last on' em Gold chains neck full of whelps Smoking, Swimming in my women like Phelps Hustlas nod, realest sh** ever felt And way too fresh for the shelf Put these dudes on mute because they ain't what they talk Two left shoes because they ain't what they walk You f**ing with the dude that was made in New York Moves made for the boss, until they made me a boss