Obie Trice - Dum lyrics

[Obie Trice - Dum lyrics]

My wrist is (dumb) my chain is (dumb)
And yo' place is (dumb)
(ay, yo play that again,  nigg'
 know what i'm sayin'?) my crib is
My wrist is (dumb) my chain is (dumb)
My whips is (dumb) my crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
(B-M-E) , slide through the
Inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)

My wrist is (dumb) my chain is (dumb)
My whips is (dumb) my crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
Slide through the inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)

These nigga's stiff, forgot about ya' boy
How dare they 'cause I ain't
On the internet, battlin' MC, and
I ain't on the mixtape, tryna convince
They no O-Jam, come the rapper
I'm sensei, my sinemet's, pro-catch
I'm sentimental
With that, 'cause another artist put him
In a sentence in rap, that shit
Don't pay bills, my nigga, I show you
Niggas how to get this real
Minus who made you' deal, they say
It wouldn't happen, they basin'
They say it's accolades what makes 'em
Minus the caucasian, that niggas crazy
This is my curriculum, i'm on the
Grind like any other time, shit's (dumb)

My wrist is (dumb) my chain is (dumb)
My whips is (dumb) my crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
Slide through the inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)
(gunshot) my wrist is (dumb)
My chain is (dumb) my whips is (dumb)
My crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
Slide through the inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)

Not like these rappers, different, this
Is a special swag, gifted
Dad never knew he was that charismatic
Went on to make classics without
Mr mathers, bastard, daddy wasn't there, saw
A nigga dabble with crack
Until my dollar said
(yeah) , oh, head's, prez', made
Him who he is, though he
Straight as a kid, throw-away on his head
(wooh) hey day-kid, and grip on
This strip, 'yay' on his person, came
Dispersin', and in 'em slumps, i
Summed up funds, that's why i'm one
Hustling son of a gun, shit is (dumb)

My wrist is (dumb) my chain is (dumb)
My whips is (dumb) my crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
Slide through the inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)
(gunshot) my wrist is (dumb)
My chain is (dumb) my whips is (dumb)
My crib is (dumb)
Yeah! Ya see a nigga insult me, ignint
Slide through the inner-city, gettin' it
My nigga that's (dumb)

Never no 'dumb' me, read up to that cheese
Become me
Remember being in the dungeon with an onion
Like you showed 'em things keep comin'
(scream) , slumming to the cheese
Put 'em in a puric-stuntin'
Baby-girl, believe you doing somethin'
That's
High-function, High-School flunked 'em
Only the Jews was looking dumb
Then, Do' was in a dream-cruise
Dual-exhaust, 'deez on the pause, pardon my
Floss, I boss, been this way since
A young-bo, nigga get lost, shit is (dumb)

You see, haters never win
Obie is a professional at weeding out you
Bastards, and success is the best
Revenge which is bottoms up
Trice with 'Gib on the beat
You know what it is (Laughter)

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