[Thug] There he go right there got this nigga. What's up Obie?. [gun fire]. [Obie] Oh shit. [gun fire]. [Thug] Uh uh uh nigga. Yeah nigga shit. [car pulls away]. Obie Trice. [Chorus]. You can catch me in the hood up to no good. With that Mac like right beside me. I ain't by no niggaz eyeing my figures. Deprive me of my life try me. I'ma rip up tissue homie I won't miss you. This'll be the day that ya dying. Nigga I'm violent. Ya hearing the sirens once that ass silence. For fucking with me nigga I'm violent. Cause I'm so tired of these wannabe riders trying to touch Obie. Cause nigga I'm violent. [1st verse]. Hat match the jacket jack match the glove. Glove match the Mac that send niggaz above. All black when his faggot ass acts up. When the boys interrupted haters can't wait to duck. Cause when I buck I leave a peep hole in his face. They peep O in the place then they get a bad taste. In they mouth running his lip I pull that ouch off my hip. Commence to spit I'm too grown for this. But they tend to take you back to when you're known for riff raff. That'll be his ass fucking with this cat. [Chorus]. [2nd verse]. They say O calm ya nerve but some niggaz need to be served. Cause it's purpose is unheard of. Blacks done seen too much murder to flirt with death. Guess he feels it ain't nuthin left. That's when the weapon is taking it's last breath. If he think for a second he taking me outta my flesh. Violent when it comes to putting Obie to rest. Natural cause is the only way they say he left. Not from no hater I got too many guns. So when it come to that shit I'm off one nigga. [Chorus]. [3rd verse]. Incompacitating O no I'm so. Observational I recognize you ho's. Nocturnal mufuckas knocking ya mans. Cause I'm sitting on paper bigger then Shaq hands. Plus every chance I get Obie advance. From spitting to getting riches I'm so enhanced. On bitch ass niggaz trying to slow my plans. Realest shit a nigga ever spoke to fans. Listen I'm taking kites in the pen. A nigga ever offend again and that's on my kid