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    [Intro Obie Trice]
    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 lime, 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, speak until these ho's feel this
    and i cant let ya'll derail me man
    i got young coby homie, you gotta let go of obie
    because obie be back(i dont know man)
    we got them craps goin on, and that yack goin on
    soon as a nigga touch down, back from tourin
    its whatever, put that on the cheddar man
    but in the mean time, its jimmy iovine time
    chase 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 dont love you bitch)
    i wanna hold you in the morn'
    hold you through the night


    [Eminem]

    Theres a certain mystique, when i speak
    that you notice that 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, just 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 cacamamy
    you just aint zaney enough, to rock with shady
    my noodle is cockadoodle, my clock is cookoo
    i got screws loose, yeh 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
    (and all the bitches say)

    [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(yea)
    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 shorty momma in the precinct, hollerin rape
    im convinced man, something really wrong with these hos
    i thought lil kim was hot till she started fuckin with her nose(got damn)
    i used to listen to lauren hill, and tap my feet
    then the bitch put out a cd that didnt have no beat
    that boy d'angelo, hes determined not to fail
    that nigga went buttass for his record to sell
    my back shots are help ashanti hit them high notes
    and big ben taught charlie b moore to deep throat


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