[Intro - Obie Trice - talking (echo)]
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Yeah, yeah, welcome, yeah
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Obie Trice, the (Well Known Asshole)
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Has just entered, motherfuckin demented
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Check me out, y'all ain't ready
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Yo, yo
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[Verse - Obie Trice]
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I walk the blocks in anger, your family's in danger
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Young, black male, livin in Hell
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Screamin "FUCK THAT SHIT!" (FUCK THAT SHIT!), speech description
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Worries the old people, plus it keeps my mama bitchin
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Low life, inflicted, liquor drinkin adolescent
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Just was struck with the fact world ain't pleasant
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Middle class nigga but daddy ain't home
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Runnin the block with thugs Face and Jerome
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Cocked my first heater, darin a nigga to step up
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Gettin shot in the fuckin gut
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That's 'cause I'm raunchy, channel my anger to stay grimy
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Through this rap shit to prevent legal action (legal action)
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No more jail cells for me (jail cells for me)
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So to ceast the agony I just fuck up emcees (fuck up emcees)
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Lacerate body parts
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Fuck up your stage art, rippin microphones apart
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Remain focused (remain focused), never no time for hocus pocus
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Death to the emcee who front like he the dopest
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Take a rope and wrap it around your neck (around your neck)
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And squeeze, 'til I hear that shit crack (shit crack)
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Who's next in line to get hit with a rhyme
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That's built accordingly to destroy mankind (destroy mankind)
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Obie Trice on the grind (grind), aiyyo (aiyyo ...)
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Welcome
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| Obie Trice |
