| O, O, O, O, O
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| I think this
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| Obie Trice (7X)
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| O, O, O, O
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| (Obie Trice: talking over chorus)
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| I’d like to reintroduce myself, haha
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| If you don’t know by now. |
| It’s Obie Trice man
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| (1st verse)
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| I came from nothing solo, straight outta the dumpster hobo
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| Made up my monster, I was cultivatingly slanging that cocoa
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| Hated the po po, locally known as abominable snow-o
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| Later the pig fo' rated the home where I made the dough grow
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| So on and so fo', the story of us urban negros
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| Created as equals we wouldn’t have to be so eager to mistreat you
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| We as a people heated in evenings doing these evils
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| Gotta eat you, be cool, got a kid to feed that’ll reach you
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| Or did it see thru? |
| Or do I just speak thru the EQ just to say I got a hot
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| sequel
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| When niggaz on the block gotta eat, gotta cop, gotta cot when they caught by
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| the cops
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| Young Tupac’s, laid in the box or they age in a cell blocks, fade away
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| Brick walls, steel gates, can’t wait for the day to be free, that’s why I’m
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| (Chorus)
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| (Obie talking over chorus)
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| Seen it, I done ate it, I done shit it
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| Slept it, lived it, now I spit it
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| Shady
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| (2nd verse)
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| Working that house off an no-doze, got an ounce to roll on
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| Trying to get rid of the pounds, I gotta whip the bounce, I gotta put that
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| chrome on
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| Same old song, young nigga thats trying to get some where I come from
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| Funds, need 'em in abundance, whole bunch, only way a city boy function
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| In conjunction with selling this substance
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| Chips stay up, fuck it, glucks keep coming, take another pie out the oven
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| I’ma be hugging these corners till these corners corner me
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| But currently, I’m calculating this currency, urgency
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| Gotta earn a G, uphearnestly, up early when the birds’ll sing
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| It’s an emergency, never did occur to me, that the first and the third’ll be
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| Such a thirst for me, life almost took a turn for the worst for me took to see
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| I finally had a purpose on Earth’s surface the seed that was birthing me
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| (Obie) Gotta do a little soul searching and (Obie) myself personally
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| And to think all Em had to hear is one verse from me
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| To confirm and unblur my dreams
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| Best believe since burst on the scene, I’ma be here certainly
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| With no uncertainties, yes indeed, I’ma get this cheese and that’s why he’s
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| (Chorus fades out)
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| (Obie talking over chorus)
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| That’s why I’m
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| That’s what made me
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| Haha
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| That’s why I’m
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| Young black man in America
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| Get up and get yours nigga
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| I know you struggling man, I been there
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| I see you
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| Get up and get yours nigga
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| Ain’t no looking back now |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Ballad Of Obie Trice , by - Obie Trice. Song from the album Second Rounds On Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп