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"<(Verse 1 - Obie Trice) Yeah, Obie Trice, real name no gimmicks I came in the game, profane no image I came in the game, with a name I was given from a mayn who ain't give a fuck about his child-ren I proclaim the name though, never in vain no Watch the change grow, a young nigga who didn't gain from fame Copped the Range Ro', now they want my brains on the main road They don't understand what I came for How I came fo', with a million sold Who say you can't grow from mildew and mold Gettin money like Ross Perot I'm often told, a coffin's the routes I go Oh that's the road you on, oh no I'm down for the rifle, tone the fo fo Don't ever try to send a nigga home, no no I know you wanna catch me at Sunoco Show me that your loco put holes in my photo NOPE!, HOPE!, hold toast, no jokes, send slugs through your Polo Just cause our thug roll solo And po' zone grown folk, be a cold negro Be-low, your grieved up people Be-lieve that the boy see no evil (Chorus - Busta Rhymes) OHH! I had you yellin out when I backed a 30/30 Rifle OHH! Too late for niggaz to get religious and start readin they Bible OHH! See you can yell like other niggaz, your pickin a dirty psycho OHH! See you should make peace instead of makin me become a psycho (Verse 2 - Obie Trice) I visualized it, O. Trice at 25 survived it Bright but violent, invite the violence Fist fight a fireman, be a tyrant 'Til these niggaz nights is silent O. Trice from a trife environment He 'Rock's the Mic' no sight of retirin Maybe when the bank accounts light like a fire thin I'm in the position to hire other clients then Meanwhile I'm a virus like Iverson A nigga crossover, Europeans admirin And the soldier's retirin, I ain't buyin Motherfuckers actin like you denyin them Who tryin a nigga, who use buyers I figure your crew tired, my trigger introduces VIOLENCE Loose the sirus, you in hospital, orange juice and vitamins No coke (Chorus) (Verse 3 - Obie Trice) A derelict who inherited hustle My heritage married the street struggle Like a couple of a great unk's ago (yeah) So this blood streams through my nuts Seems like I wasn't in touch When the teacher's ass spoke Nope, naw I was just a preacher in oath Sit on the bleachers and flip coke The only reach you got through my dome Niggaz yaffle so the gat'll be chrome Pull the window raffle, so I scramble with a track and the phones (woo) Fuck a act and a clone, this is actual happening's that's factual back in my home This is rap, but I ain't rappin so you clappin the zone Think we trapped in the act, for the sake of performin (nigga) This is your warnin, run up on the wrong And your tissue is burning a hundred degrees warm (Blaap) O. Treezy's gone, my nigga Buzz bring the track back here for 'em C'mon (Chorus)"

"(feat. Afficial) Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll Yall niggas can't roll how we roll Live how we live stroll how we stroll I got a mansion in the hills"

"KAAAAAAAAAT! This is a battle between the fellas and the ladies on the dance floor How we roll That's how we roll How we roll Chorus: All my ladies to the floor Show these fellas how we roll All my fellas"

"You know you got it made When you drop an Escalade For the drop top, iced out, rocks hot Dropping dollars, ladies holler, hey Gotta get that cream You know you got it made When they setting a parade When"

"(alvin) You know you got it made, when you drop an escalade for the drop top Iced out, rocks hot Droppin dollars, ladies hollar Heyyy Gotta get that greeeeeeennnnnn! You know you got it made, when they"

"(alvin) You know you got it made, when you drop an escalade for the drop top Iced out, rocks hot Droppin dollars, ladies hollar Heyyy Gotta get that greeeeeeennnnnn! You know you got it made, when they"

"Yeah! Y'all know what it is It's the unstoppable T.U.G.! Chris Stokes presents Dame That's right Baby get yo mind right You gets no lovin' You think you gonna sex me Then boy you buggin' That's not"

"I never freestyle for free, without chargin niggaz a fee It'll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me I'm the type of MC, that rocks for the glory I don't give a fuck if you ignore me or camcord me Freestyle"

"(Chorus: repeat 2X) If you niggaz good and hi let me see you clap your hands If you niggaz good and drunk let me see you clap your hands (Gangsta Boo) Bitch you know I'm lookin good, on the block posted"

"S-N,DOUBLE O P, MUTHA FUCCAZ NO ME, LOCC'ED UP N SMOKED UP,ME N GOLDIE LOC AWAYZ BANGIN,WAR TAGGIN, CAKIS SAGGIN IF U YALL NIGGAZ LEAVE ME HANGING,HA-HA-HA-HA-HAAAH!, ST8 CRIPPIN N DIPPIN THA BLOODS IN"