He ain't really diss Ross. Just said fukk em
He drunk as fukk though.
He should make this a skit on his next album
Nah it was good but there was still a chunk of Ems trash production if I remember right.
You tryna kill me boy?! That's what you wanna do. kill me
Ma, you're not feeling me, the beef is not that drastic
Weed blasted b*stard, you're lying!
You tuck plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em!
She knew, but she hated that it was true
I done raised two boys, I can do away with you
The locks changed.. and the nights got colder
I'm slanging boulders, looking like a boulder toker
But fukk it, I'm the Obster, I'm down for mines Ma
She ride by my corner like, I'm not gonna cry
I would not reap the pain of watching my youngest man
On the corner slanging 'caine, fukk it I'm calling the cops
So heartfelt brehs
And let's not forget Royce Da 5' 9" and Obie Trice goin back n forth back then
The White Boy stepped down, so I will accept the crown
Exceptional however, never let ya down
Found my new niche, no more bricks
So I'm pitchin 16's, verbally bytch
Cry all you wanna, numero uno stunna
Then snuck up on ya, Lord what has become of us
The Boy hold the "D" down, like none other
Up comin since slums, can't knock them mothafukkas
So we, take shots at 'em, try to snuff 'em
Rather see 'em suffer, then become one up on us
Round the globe, promotin us hustlas
The white boy's cool, but refuse they brothers
So we, cock the tools, and shoot our own color
This ain't Detroit Red, you won't "X" me out "Malcolm"
My Exodus will never be from a
violent outcome
I turn Exorcist on nikkas wit extra clips
Exit on my ethics, is no longer present
X-rays show, I was this close to Heaven
So for future reference, I stay this close to a weapon
Who you testin', never said I was the best, never stressed it
Don't make me get in my zone, I will own that whole note
Metaphorically, for where I roam on chrome yo
Detroit for nikkas that's slow, it's the O
I was birth wit Jehovah's hand on my soul!!
Obie SPAZZED on Cry Now
Stop
When a buck can come quick as fukk
That's why he got dropped from Interscope
You tryna kill me boy?! That's what you wanna do. kill me
Ma, you're not feeling me, the beef is not that drastic
Weed blasted b*stard, you're lying!
You tuck plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em!
She knew, but she hated that it was true
I done raised two boys, I can do away with you
The locks changed.. and the nights got colder
I'm slanging boulders, looking like a boulder toker
But fukk it, I'm the Obster, I'm down for mines Ma
She ride by my corner like, I'm not gonna cry
I would not reap the pain of watching my youngest man
On the corner slanging 'caine, fukk it I'm calling the cops
So heartfelt brehs
And let's not forget Royce Da 5' 9" and Obie Trice goin back n forth back then
The White Boy stepped down, so I will accept the crown
Exceptional however, never let ya down
Found my new niche, no more bricks
So I'm pitchin 16's, verbally bytch
Cry all you wanna, numero uno stunna
Then snuck up on ya, Lord what has become of us
The Boy hold the "D" down, like none other
Up comin since slums, can't knock them mothafukkas
So we, take shots at 'em, try to snuff 'em
Rather see 'em suffer, then become one up on us
Round the globe, promotin us hustlas
The white boy's cool, but refuse they brothers
So we, cock the tools, and shoot our own color
This ain't Detroit Red, you won't "X" me out "Malcolm"
My Exodus will never be from a
violent outcome
I turn Exorcist on nikkas wit extra clips
Exit on my ethics, is no longer present
X-rays show, I was this close to Heaven
So for future reference, I stay this close to a weapon
Who you testin', never said I was the best, never stressed it
Don't make me get in my zone, I will own that whole note
Metaphorically, for where I roam on chrome yo
Detroit for nikkas that's slow, it's the O
I was birth wit Jehovah's hand on my soul!!
Obie SPAZZED on Cry Now
Something is on your mind then nikka say it, You scared?
If I was tryin' to X you out then you know you'd be dead
You need beef with me like you need a hole in your head - Royce
...foul, considering he said that after Obie got shot in the fukking head.
