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    You dont see me in the hood
    its because im doin this man

    [Obie Trice]

    Niggas im still grindin
    im still hearin those sirens
    im still gettin chased by those lights
    only the lights, slime and my mics on
    and my time is none, because im writing more
    and i aint here to meet a soul in this business
    im here to eat and speak until these ho's feel this
    and i cant let ya'll derail me man
    i got young kobie homie, you gotta let go of obie
    because obie be back
    we got them craps goin on, and that yack goin on
    soon as a nigga touch down, back from torn
    its whatever, put that on the cheddar man
    but in the mean time, its jimmy iveen time
    chased cheese rhyme till my voice give out
    this is it my niggaz, this what we boast about
    now im here, so shut your mother fuckin mouth
    and show me love bitch

    Chorus X2

    I just wanna love ya
    for the rest of my life
    i wanna hold you in the morn'
    hold you to the night


    Theres a certain mystique, when i speak
    that you notice thats sort of unique
    cause you know its me, my poetry's deep
    and im stillmatic
    the way i flow to this beat
    you cant sit still
    its like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
    im strapped, its knowin any minute, i could snap
    im the equivelent if what would happen if bush rapped
    i bully these rappers so bad, lyrically
    it aint even funny, i aint even hungry
    it aint even money, you cant pay me enough
    for you to play me, its cockamayne
    you just aint zaney enough, to rock with shady
    my noodle is cockadoodle, my clock is coucou
    i got screws loose, yah the whole kit n caboodle
    im just brutal, its not rumour, im numeral uno
    assume it, theres no humour in it, no more you know
    im rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
    you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
    you better love me, bitch

    Chorus X2

    [50 Cent]]

    My boys is crazy in the hood,
    they holler my name
    if it aint about the flow its bout the stones and the chain
    if i was you, i'd love me too, i roll like a boss
    911 porsche, same color as cranberry sauce
    i aint goin front, i thought r kelly was the shit
    let me find out, he fucked around with bow wow bitch
    niggaz eatin popcorn, right rewinding and the tape
    now shory momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
    im convinced man, theres something really wrong with these hos
    i thought lil kim was hot till she started fuckin with her nose
    i used to listen to lauren hill, and tap my feet
    then the bitch put out a cd and didnt have no beat
    that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to fail
    that nigga went bald ass for his record to sell
    my back shots are help ashanti hit them high note
    and big ben taught charlie b moore to deep throat

    Chorus X2

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