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Welcome, yeah
Obie Trice
The well-known asshole
That's just into
Motherfuckin' demented
Check me out
Y'all ain't ready
Yo, yo
I walk the blocks in anger, your family's in danger
Young black male, livin' in hell
Screamin' "Fuck that shit!" speech description
Worries the old people, plus it keeps my mama bitchin'
Low life inflicted, liquor drinkin' adolescent
Just was struck with the fact world ain't pleasant
Middle-class nigga, but daddy ain't home
Runnin' the block with Thug, Face, and Jerome
Copped my first heater, dare a nigga to step up
Gettin' shot in the fuckin' gut
That's 'cause I'm raunchy, channel my anger to stay grimy
Through this rap shit to prevent legal action
No more jail cells for me
So to cease the agony, I just fuck up MCs
Lacerate body parts, fuck up your stage art
Rippin' microphones apart, remain focused
Never no time for hocus-pocus
Death to the MC who front like he the dopest
Take a rope and wrap it 'round your neck
And squeeze 'til I hear that shit crack
Who's next in line to get hit with a rhyme
That's built accordingly to destroy mankind?
Obie Trice on the grind, ayo