Obie Trice - Synopsis |
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Synopsis
Obie Trice Hey Green I'ma talk to 'em man Green Lantern (what up, what up) That's all on this one (Obie Trice y'all) ( [Verse 1 My momma look in my face with praises Amazin grace to see her son on a paper chase (paper chase) Cause her son's on a paper chase (paper chase) She ain't gotta face the jake, runnin up in her place And she ain't gotta face my frame, layin up in her wake Cause her son's on a paper chase (paper chase) Obie Trice, toggle back and forth with options This is my life, the block or your Magnum The synopsis, clogs my logic You wanna be mobsters Roll on a roster like we's imposters Like we's in D needs to be stopped Like we don't bleed and breathe hip But this accomplishment is far more fetch than one's knowledge Shady's inevitable, our heavy influence in medley crew It's impossible, we will never be stopped Who grew from a old school's point of view Earn from the best, learn to play chess with words The circumstances sayin we herbs But that's aight, Soundscan sayin we word And I'm pronouncin numbers, I ain't never in my life heard And you ain't gotta touch it, fuck it, say I'ma puppet Obie Trice 2003, summer, newcomer, I'm comin I hit the public, motherfuckers love it Bump me in your buckets (fuck it) |
