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Obie Trice – The Fifth Intro lyrics
[Obie Trice]
Father – Thanks for blessin me with number five'a
Went on to make three after my shady goodbyes but
Em will always prosper
??? And power
D12’s a monster, proof, never forgot ya
Obies a survivor
Rose from the fire from, Shootins to priors
Me, myself and I, guess I
Digress now
I still pop
All the politics and this shit, I can’t stop
All the college kids and misfits, quality of business
Bet on yourself, takes risks
It’s just senseless to think that I invent hits
Then get, thrown on the shelf
My experience is, is still underrated
My music now syndicated oh
Back to the basics
Catch me in the basement
Something like a caveman
Ain’t seen the light of day since
Shady invasion I keep waiting on that grave then
I still praise him – Situation could beef
Way more grave than occupational grief
From the street, I could be deceased
I could get light take a seat
I’m just tryna eat
Follow my bright cop a cd
Proof I miss ya dude everything you spit is true
And came to fruition, your visions about
Individuals, between lyrical
Intervals in the studio you told it all so that I wouldn’t slip in
....
Father – Thanks for blessin me with number five'a
Went on to make three after my shady goodbyes but
Em will always prosper
??? And power
D12’s a monster, proof, never forgot ya
Obies a survivor
Rose from the fire from, Shootins to priors
Me, myself and I, guess I
Digress now
I still pop
All the politics and this shit, I can’t stop
All the college kids and misfits, quality of business
Bet on yourself, takes risks
It’s just senseless to think that I invent hits
Then get, thrown on the shelf
My experience is, is still underrated
My music now syndicated oh
Back to the basics
Catch me in the basement
Something like a caveman
Ain’t seen the light of day since
Shady invasion I keep waiting on that grave then
I still praise him – Situation could beef
Way more grave than occupational grief
From the street, I could be deceased
I could get light take a seat
I’m just tryna eat
Follow my bright cop a cd
Proof I miss ya dude everything you spit is true
And came to fruition, your visions about
Individuals, between lyrical
Intervals in the studio you told it all so that I wouldn’t slip in
....
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