Get the f** up, motherf**er
Hey yo, when i step up on the bar
everybody hits the f**in floor
lucky motherf**ers make it to the door
cause when i spit on the mics, i spit raw
which cause confusion, from the bar to the dance floor
i keep the club on the vex
cause he got a penny when i spit and replace a lot of sh**
n***as get the wildin
when my words, echo the room like "Get yo hand outta my pocket"
you sock sh**, when my topics rockin
im banned from clubs cause of my toxic tonsils
loud, speakin like a f**in sports announcer
i spit the blah hah, till you rush the bouncer
or rush the motherf**er in your way whos bouncin
you know obie trice, keeps those gats pronouncin
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Get live motherf**a, when i speak motherf**a
out ya seat mothaf**a, out my reach mothaf**a
shady records till i sleep mothaf**a
obie trice, nothin but street mothaf**a
tear this b**h up, until you bleed mothaf**a
i wouldnt give a f** who you be mothaf**a
punk, p**y, b**h or g mothaf**a
adrenaline rush before you leave mothaf**a
when i speak, i blow out ya tweeters, im dark
show out in speakers, roll out with heaters
im just an animal, eatin the game
jungle monkey, f** yah obies the name
i roll solo, never been a holdo
keep gats fo fo, when cats act loco
where you at when im movin a crowd
you get trampled, mashed on, detroit style
up out ya seats, pump out the ease
off the beats, the crowd obie please
where my n***as at smokin them trees
off the cogniac, finger f**in a sleeze
thats how it is when you party with me
you dont like it, you l seven like a square beat
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Ever since i came, i rearranged the place with blaze
stage dive with coke ceivers, dna
im so addicted to gettin n***as lifted
drunk off of liquid
obie trice, the misfit
doucin the crowd with piss and brows
we underground mothaf**a, fix your frowns
i be the boy with the whiskey tour
off of wiskey, youve never been this deep before
so, throw up ya hands and peep out yo mans
when i come through, next quarter
trice that the fiends use
and trust, im attackin it
i cook up the hot sh** like ainslee havin it
thats why im so miraculous
and obie gets you n***as pumped up
i see you next collisiem chump
thats right, you come to obie trice f**ed up
of ease, drunk, weed
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