Obie Trice

Niggas I'm still grinding (yeah)

I'm still hearing those sirens

I'm still getting chased by those lights

Only the light's mine and my mic's on

And my time is none because I'm writing more

And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness

I'm here to eat speak

until these hoes feel this (for sure)

and I can't let y'all derail me man

I got young Kobe homie you gotta let go of Obie

cause Obie be back (ain't goin' nowhere man)

We got them craps going on

and that yak going on

soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin'

It's whateva put that on the chedda man

but in the meantime it's Jimmy Ivene time

chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out

this is it my nigga this what we boast about

Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin mouth

And show me love bitch

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life (I dont love you bitch)

I wanna hold you in the morning (Ha)

hold you through the night (Hahaha)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

hold you through the night (Ha)

There's a certain mystique when I speak

that you notice that it's sorta unique

cause you know it's me my poetry's deep

and I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat

you can't sit still it's like tryin to smoke crack

and go to sleep I'm strapped

just knowing any minute I could snap

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically

it ain't even funny I ain't even hungry

it ain't even money you can't pay me enough

for you to play me it's cockamamie

you just ain't zany enough to rock with Shady

my noodle is cockadoodle my clocks cuckoo

I got screws loose yeahhh the whole kitten-kaboodle

I'm just brutal It's no rumor I'm numero uno assume it

there's no humor in it no more you know

I'm 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

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

hold you through the night

(and all the bitches say)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

hold you through the night

my buzz is crazy in the hood they holla my name

if it ain't about the flow

it's about the stones and the chain

if I was you I'd love me too

I roll like a bus 9-11 porsche

same color as cranberry sauce

I ain't gonna front I thought R-Kelly was tha shit

lemme find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch

niggas eatin popcorn right rewinding the tape

now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape

i'm convinced man something really wrong

with these hoes

I thought Lil' Kim was hot

then she start fucking with her nose (God Damn)

used to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet

then the bitch put out a CD

that didn't have no beats (uh-huh)

that boy D'Angelo he determined not to fail

that nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell

my back shot to help Ashanti hit them high notes

and Big Ben taught Charlie B'Mor to deepthroat

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

hold you through the night

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning

hold you through the night

-= Eminem - Luv Me =-