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Obie Trice( Obie Trice III )
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Dear Lord
[Chorus:{Pain In Da Ass sample}] Dear Lord, - please forgive me! More I live, I grow empty; Nothin' in me! - Point out my enemy, I'll put somethin' in him! [gun cocks][shot] Feelin' like that's the only remedy; Send him on his way when I fuck around his day. [scratches]{Okay!} Cause to you they wanna send me, And I ain't got the energy, I'll let the clip empty! [scratches]
[Bridge: Pain In Da Ass sample] 'Okay! [scratches]- O-o-o-okay-'k-'kay! [scratches] 'Kay-'k-'kay! [scratches]- 'Kay-'kaaay! '
[Verse 1:] I ain't gotta walk around town with my chest stuck out, (stuck out!) A frown up my face when the press come out. (come out!) Niggaz know what it is! One of the best? No doubt! Doubt that? - Test him and the S's come about! Aggression niggaz need without Too aggressive niggaz rest under leaves where the G's hang out. I'm BACK stronger than ever D-boy, so it's like whatever, - however, - whenever. I - dare ya, - pallbearers - bury ya! Pardon my - positivity failure. But they ain't tryna hear ya when niggaz'll go and air ya ass out (ya ass out!) Send you to the morgue, turn ya inside-out! ('side-out!) Send you to ya momma 'til she pass out; Too many partners in the casket now; These foul bastards - don't appreciate life, so fuck 'em! The P-nina-nina stay dumpin' (stay dumpin'!)
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[Verse 2:] Now Trice ain't all about runnin' his mouth, He do that for a livin'. - Y'all gotta feel him! In the streets, he mute! My nigga autism. Don't confuse this with art-ism! Nigga, I refuse to lose, - boss in him; Put your people in a pew when the Mossberg start spittin'! (Mossberg start spittin'!) I'm livin'! - Nigga, I'm kiddin' him; Take him from his paradise, Trice on his way to prison. Picture him leavin' his children, I peel 'em! - 'Pilgrimage' to another region. Them Ecstasy pills got niggaz schemers, When the weapons spill, them same niggaz bleedin'! (bleedin'!) 'Fore I leave this world, they gon' believe him; O ain't deceivin' these people, that's feedin' 'em! (that's feedin' 'em!) The hood's what he breathin'. - It's all good! Leave him in that box all wood. [door slam shut](box all wood!)
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[Verse 3:] Trice is nice with aim! Put a nigga - in a permament frame. When a nigga's - so determined to bang, (bang!) Cause a nigga's - switchin' lanes in that European thang. (thang!) Don't be mad at your boy, boy! - Handle bidness! Cause he push the toy, toy. - Niggaz envious! (niggaz envious!) Crutch him up, Jehovah Witnesses When the Semi's start spittin'. - Listen! (listen!)
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[5 seconds instrumental]
[Gun cocks][shot]
[5 seconds instrumental]
[Bridge][beat stops]
[Outro:] Dear Lord, - please forgive me! More I live, I grow empty; Nothin' in me! - Point out my enemy, I'll put somethin' in him! [gun cocks][shot]
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