| Since they wanna know
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| Since they wanna know
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| I said since they wanna know
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| Here’s the formula on O, now lets go
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| Since they wanna know
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| Since they wanna know
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| Second rounds on me
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| Obie Trice
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| Emil hit em, let’s go
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| Ob Trice, the giant, standing a 5'8'' stature
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| But Joe ain’t the host my nigga, you have the access to the most
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| Noted flow on Shady’s faction
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| And I ain’t being cocky, if so accept my apology
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| Except, know I process my thoughts logically
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| First weeks sales tops the toll from tsunami
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| But haters like the L, it’s the white boy behind me
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| But you couldn’t inhale a flow that’s more grimey
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| It would still prevale if another label sign me
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| Obie so timely, must Obie remind em
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| The first nigga to shine solo from the place ya find em
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| Native Detroiter, ghetto reporter, hit you wit some
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| Heavy metal for supporting what ya caught us
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| A little something different from the homie from Michigan
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| Basically, Obie’s ripping on any instrument he’s given, come on
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| Since they wanna know
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| Since they wanna know
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| Since they wanna know
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| Since they wanna know
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| Four niggas in a whip
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| All foes say they ain’t fucking with Trice shit
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| Somebody’s lying, I’m undenying, denying me means that
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| The driver got influence over you on certain things
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| Be destinguished, just cuz you ain’t feeling his favorite emcee
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| Don’t mean you speak no English
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| Hop out the car, catch the bus
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| At least you be established as the man that you are
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| I hate to take it so far and so tedious
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| But niggas bleed like bitches, I’m truly believing this
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| Once a month, they wake up with a Obie tampon
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| Inserted in they nuts, give em the flux cuz my bucks is up
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| And no this ain’t eBay, so please be easy
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| Gotta be delusional to think Obie is losing yo
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| Let em get a whiff of some shit, they quick to abuse it though
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| Peep what O’s selling when I hit em with Van Halen
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| But it’s just a man from the ghetto rebelling
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| Rebel without a cause, cause I’m in them Superman drawers
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| Running around the shack momma had us living
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| Now ya mans living a inch from truly killing em
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| A dude or ambition, a gift, given from the man who invented em
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| When the system Scrooged just like Lil Tim and em
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| Will bless the child who manuevers the censors, then
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| Spitting venom, have them same dudes interested in him
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| My visions unlimited, music’s my outlet, I rock a outfit
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| For all the foul shit I witnessed, make it my business
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| To get a listener of one, clear description
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| If you hearing them, you would catch what I’m pitching
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| Guarantee to serve your addiction, c-c-come on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Wanna Know , by - Obie Trice. Song from the album Second Rounds On Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп