Obie Story

Mommas so proud of you you did so good
On that report card today baby
Imma let you pick out whatever you want
Ma I can get any shoes I want
Thats right today is your day

Momma dont have much but Ill spend it all on you today
Okay I want these Ah man
Imma look fresh when I go to school
Such a beautiful thing
Being embraced by a woman thats a queen
With big dreams for the younger sibling

O couldnt do no wrong
According to report cards Obie brought home
They say good in spelling
Spelling bees always excelling
Which was so overwhelming that Momma took him shopping
Copped him the new Jays
Swear to God homie this was Obies cool days
BMXing up the block with the tennant living next to him
Shooting hopes who got hops
Worthy when he pop a jump shot
No worries just a pocket full of sugar or whatnot
Hit the candy house on the block
It was pickle in them spot
Then things turn around when Obiell lay down
Hear the sounds of fire rounds surrounded em
Astounded him the volume of the blast had me so interested
Momma falling with cash she cant get a ***** in this *****
They wanna hit the ass ***** start ditching class
Dad aint around he left a *****
Sagging in them Superman drawers that one Saturday
Is it my fault s*it got dark
Mom and I fall apart relations*ip taunts bad talk

'Cant stand you looking like ya Daddy with that same walk'
Muthaf***a you
Now a ****** outin the streets
Two nickle plated thirty-eights on me
Cant stay away from beef
Scrapping with them ****** from the other side
Sipping Saint Ives rocking old school flannels
Old school ****** see that Im an animal
Front me at 16 see how my roll handle
Now Im up the Os but wait on the affy
Cuz here come my **** ******* baby cool

Had to slow my role
Plus my P O got a ***** pissing in a bowl
Hold my temperment cuz I see such innocence
When Im looking in Kobes pupils
Despite all the **** I sold I had to change my road
I just might be able to grow old

Older brother said 'Yo O
Imma quit my job so we can chase our goals
Ill be manager-a-go you can rap I suppose'
Thats what we did I still flipped a little bit
Saved up my chips and put it into music
'Well Known Asshole' a underground hit
Still scrambling looking like s*it
Baby momma think Im smoking more then a spliff
Think a blessing came from the man who invented my gift
When Eminem said 'let me hear you spit'
Wrote my signature now Shady Obie represents
Hit em with the D12 skit
Can exhale now I see my Moms aint pissed
She hit em with a smile cuz Obie became focused
From independent out the trunk like them **** kids
To platinum plaques world tours getting noticed
An inappropriate soldier became so ferocious
In this Hip-Hop culture that I long for
The roller coaster O was on so young
Took a turn right into his song
Thats right from after school fights
To pus*ing white to pursuing his career heights
One mics all I need involved with beats
Imma be the streets to Jesus cars on me
And thatll be the day you applaud and see
The underdog gets his eventually

Gotta end it though
Im all in it theres no limits
And its so splendid
Real names no gimmics
No image just a soldier who spoke what he lived
From the ribs with it the flows vintage
Obie gotta do this for real
Yeah
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