Obie Trice I Am Lyrics

Special Reserve Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Welcome
  • 2 Got Hungry
  • 3 You've Been Slain
  • 4 On and On
  • 5 I Am
  • 6 4 Stories
  • 7 Roughnecks
  • 8 Cool Cats
  • 9 What You Want
  • 10 Jack My Dick
  • 11 Dope, Jobs, Homeless
  • [Obie Trice]
    Yo, yo I been wreckin shop since I can hardly remember
    Then I pick niggaz off they axe, yell "TIMBERRRRRR!"
    Obie Trice the big lip slim nigga
    I got the antidote that'll heat the fuckin winter
    I'm too nice for MC's to wanna fight with this
    I'm more like Christ when I recite my shit
    So come and (Meet Joe Black), cause I'm the voice that you hear
    when you're havin a heart attack and I appear
    Obie Trice the ill nigga, Hilfiger
    Polo, Girbaud, boost out the sto's
    Catch niggaz on the avenue (WHO NEED CLOTHES?!)
    Code name Lenny; nigga give me a penny
    Penetrate your pussy girl, when I'm tipsy
    Don't be scared, when the biscuit's in your lights
    And I cock back to cause death on site
    Shit, I'm like Iron Mike when that nigga first appeared
    I'm like Michael Jordan at the prime of his career
    I'm like Nasty Nas down (Memory Lane)
    (Sittin in Da Park) after dark slingin my 'caine
    I'm Obie Trice
    Yo, I'm Obie Trice

    [Chorus: scratched samples by DJ Grouch]
    "Y-y-y'all, y'all know the name!"
    "One in a mil'" - "Got it made"
    "Clever with rhymes, it's like whatever with mines"
    "Represent, by all means"
    "Let your mans know"
    "I am" - "Obie Trice, brings terror"
    "Strapped with the heat"
    "Mr. Trice, dopest nigga"

    [Obie Trice]
    Yo, yo I done travelled the world, fuck physical
    but through soundwaves with my name engraved in cortex cere-bre-als
    Cross the planet, niggaz took Obie Trice for granted
    but managed to think twice, when a slug landed
    Hand it to Obie, he'll fuck some'n up!
    That shit follow me since I been breakin Tonka trucks
    And cause I rap now, you think that you trap
    Can't remind me of that plow from way back
    I come equipped with lyrics that assist niggaz in depth
    O-vorkian, at the fuckin sickly's request
    I leave a mess, and take Slim Shady's advice
    Cock, a wig and high heels and RuPaul for life
    Obie motherfuckin Trice

    [Chorus w/ minor variations]

    [Obie Trice]
    I'm fat, I'll never lose that like Subway Jared
    I keep killin niggaz from the, shit that you're hearin
    And while I'm at my hearin, shit I just grim the judge
    Roll my eyes 'til the debt don't budge
    And bounce when a bitch pronounce, not guilty
    Been filthy, fuckin sluts 'til nuts empty
    Ugly bitches tempt me, run it
    I take 'em old school with the C-section slits down her stomach
    Most people might vomit
    Gimme stretch marks and cigarette burns, I pay homage boo
    Y'all hoes need love too
    I'd rather fuck you, while the boys scream (FUCK YOU!!)

    [Chorus w/ minor variations & extra scratches]

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