Obie Trice You've Been Slain 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

  • [Verse - Obie Trice]
    You done caught a couple, you twisted on the side of the car
    You got a crowd of motherfuckers in awe
    You got bitches with they lips in they palm
    Starin so hard, that you can not stay calm
    Everybody screamin [screaming]
    Motherfuckers like "don't touch that nigga dog, he might stop breathin" (breathin)
    Little children takin five minute intervals
    In between playing time, to see ya layin down
    You caught up in a cipher but you ain't rippin flow
    You ripped up from chest to navel
    Movin your limbs, you're just not capable
    The way it's lookin like it ain't no savin you
    You wanna talk, wanna scream out help though
    These motherfuckers can't help you
    These motherfuckers ain't medical
    These motherfuckers got Tylenol 3s, no IVs
    Your chest start movin at a rate like pistons in the engine
    Now you cryin out and bitchin
    It's like you drownin and you can't reach the surface
    While the blood's lopin out ya womb, makin ya nervous
    God damn this shit hurt and
    One of your lungs done fell and that means curtains
    The ambulance arrive [siren]
    You got your thumb squeezin in between your four fingers tryin to stay alive (stay alive)
    And what you seein lookin dim even (dim even)
    You feelin like it's thirty below but it's the third season (third season)
    Pissed off 'cause ya hear the box beepin [beeping]
    You can't get that money, you stressed out leakin
    Lookin like a freak show (freak show)
    While the thug cats freak they blacks starin at you to see slow (see slow)
    What the fuck you in the streets for? The medical crew sides
    They can see it in your eyes, you won't survive
    But they play they part, 'cause they don't want the residents callin Problem Solvers
    They throw you in the wagon and they problem's over
    They skirt out, to make the people at ease
    But before reachin the 'spital, they can see you at ease
    You've been slain motherfucker ('fucker)
    You've been slain (slain)

    [sound of heart monitor for 5 seconds and then flatlines]

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