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I'd like to you all for purchasing the new Obie Trice album
It's well
I'd like to you all for copping
my classic
The Seconds On Me,
it's appreciated, no doubt
city stand up
They say a nigga for testing
They say that he kept with his
& Wesson
Story us his accomplishment's a blessing
Now that's what the fuck I an urban legend
When a verse kept him from serving
Turf he slept in had notorious
All of symptoms that ought to me to prison
Yet he had a
And since then, I've those visions
An eye to put sense into it, you ain't listening
Get it? I hate to keep 'em
My mind ventures, I with conviction
Nothing or based of forcism
Simply kicking what's in O Trice's system,
I wanna thank records for backing me up for all those years
Nigga, Eminem, Rosenberg, Riggs Morales, (?)
I wanna thank all my label mates, D12, 50 Cent,
Stat Quo, Creek' and Cashis, it's been one hell of a run
Album truces
found him in a booth
With Dre pounding the machine
O Trice say nothing, deleting
'Scope couldn't my evening
We are the elite,
is ass backwards, thinking they in the class, as if
And have access to type of masses
When I this, massive
From a black teen with dreams of being this
What happened is that he between the cracks
Brought to your ears all the that I've captured
Re-appeared after Cheers, the
Second On Me showed you O mastered it
Cause Obie not an actor in shit
Actually, action show you know different
I'm ah be a victim on the set I lived in
'til I die, Obie Tri'
Try to understand this psychological
From serving them grams to them fans
That's right, Obie them, man