[Intro Obie Trice]. You dont see me in the hood. its because im doin this man. [Obie Trice]. Niggas im still grindin. im still hearin those sirens. im still gettin chased by those lights. only the lights lime and my mics on. and my time is none because im writing more. and i aint here to meet a soul in this business. im here to eat speak until these ho's feel this. and i cant let ya'll derail me man. i got young coby homie you gotta let go of obie. because obie be back(i dont know man). we got them craps goin on and that yack goin on. soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin. its whatever put that on the cheddar man. but in the mean time its jimmy iovine time. chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out. this is it my niggaz this what we boast about. now im here so shut your mother fuckin mouth. and show me love bitch. . Chorus X2. I just wanna love ya. for the rest of my life(i dont love you bitch). i wanna hold you in the morn'. hold you through the night. . [Eminem]. Theres a certain mystique when i speak. that you notice that sort of unique. cause you know its me my poetry's deep. and im stillmatic the way i flow to this beat. you cant sit still. its like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep. im strapped just knowin any minute i could snap. im the equivelent if what would happen if bush rapped. i bully these rappers so bad lyrically. it aint even funny i aint even hungry. it aint even money you cant pay me enough. for you to play me its cacamamy. you just aint zaney enough to rock with shady. my noodle is cockadoodle my clock is cookoo. i got screws loose yeh the whole kit n caboodle. im just brutal its not rumour im numeral uno. assume it theres no humour in it no more you know. im rollin with a swollen bowling ball in my bag. you need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass. you better love me bitch. Chorus X2. (and all the bitches say). [50 Cent]. My boys is crazy in the hood. they holler my name. if it aint about the flow its bout the stones and the chain(yea). if i was you i'd love me too i roll like a boss. 911 porsche same color as cranberry sauce. i aint goin front i thought r kelly was the shit. let me find out he fucked around with bow wow bitch. niggaz eatin popcorn right rewinding and the tape. now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape. im convinced man something really wrong with these hos. i thought lil kim was hot till she started fuckin with her nose(got damn). i used to listen to lauren hill and tap my feet. then the bitch put out a cd that didnt have no beat. that boy d'angelo hes determined not to fail. that nigga went buttass for his record to sell. my back shots are help ashanti hit them high notes. and big ben taught charlie b moore to deep throat.