Obie Trice - Yo! lyrics

[Obie Trice] Yo, Obie Trice, yo I'm with backdoor productions, no discussion, O Trice be the sound that's rushin your eardrums Pump it up if you feeling em, this is hip hop pure adrenaline I'm a winner, I step on the scene Start to cipher, b**hes start to scream co*k back, n***as start to flee Ain't nobody in this motherf**er with me I'm a dog, I walk what I talk Detroit n***as see straight through your heart n***as wanna bark, n***as get traced in chalk By the law in the adam car with this rap I be at em all I spit through the mic and n***as just scatter off The boss before that b**h rap that, these b**h made n***as get their sh** pushed the f** back [Chorus: Repeat 2x] You know O Trice spit the hot sh** that's the realest Keep lacing dope tracks that's the illest Hot joints for my raw a** n***as That make motherf**ers go yo [Obie Trice] Motherf**ers ain't trying to see Mr. Trice Yo I pump up the party, pump nut up in ya wife Me and you, two different types You wanna be hardcore while my sh**'s precise I recite make n***as wanna blast on any punk a** n***a in sight My focus, to take n***as minds over Somebody's murdered once my rhyme's over I do this the regular way A regular cat with an irregular verbal spray You know my thoughts deep when it runs A weirdo sleeping with mad guns Who want some, you can have it, semi-automatic catch the trace around You be lost and found Chalked up with Obie Trice branded on ya a** n***a what [Chorus: Repeat 2x]