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I'd to thank you all for purchasing the new Obie Trice album
well appreciated
I'd like to thank you all for
my classic
The Seconds On Me,
it's appreciated, no doubt
Detroit city up
They say when a nigga for
They say that he kept with his
Smith &
Story us his accomplishment's a blessing
Now that's what the fuck I an urban legend
When a verse kept him serving corrections
Turf he slept in had notorious
All of symptoms ought to send me to prison
Yet he had a
And since then, I've witnessed those
An eye witness to put sense into it, you listening
Get it? I hate to keep 'em
My mind ventures, I spit with
Nothing fabricated or of forcism
kicking what's living in O Trice's system,
I thank Shady records for backing me up for all those years
Nigga, Eminem, Paul Rosenberg, Morales, (?)
I thank all my label mates, D12, 50 Cent, G-Unit
Stat Quo, Bobby Creek' and Cashis, been one hell of a run
number truces
found him in a nostalging
With Dre pounding the machine
O Trice say nothing, deleting
'Scope couldn't my evening
We are the elite,
Niggas is ass backwards, thinking in the class, as if
And access to these type of masses
I seen this, massive
From a black teen with dreams of this rapper
What happened is that he between the cracks
to your ears all the years that I've captured
Re-appeared after Cheers, the
Second Round's On Me you O mastered it
Cause Obie not an in this shit
Actually, it's action you know different
I'm ah be a victim on the set that I in
I die, it's Obie Tri'
Try to understand psychological span
From serving grams to inserving them fans
right, Obie hurting them, man