Obie Trice - I Am lyrics

Yo, yo I been wreckin shop
Since I can hardly remember
Then I pick niggas off they axe
Yell "TIMBERRRRRR!"
Obie Trice the big lip slim nigga
I got the antidote that'll
Heat the fuckin winter
I'm too nice for MC's to
Wanna fight with this
I'm more like Christ when I recite my shit
So come and +Meet Joe Black+
Cause, I'm the voice that you hear
When you're havin a heart attack and I appear
Obie Trice the ill nigga, Hilfiger
Polo, Girbaud, boost out the sto's
Catch niggas on the avenue
(who need clothes?)
Code name Lenny nigga give me a penny
Penetrate your pussy girl, when I'm tipsy
Don't be scared
When the biscuit's in your lights
And I cock back to cause death on site
Shit, I'm like Iron Mike when
That nigga first appeared
I'm like Michael Jordan at the
Prime of his career
I'm like Nasty Nas down +Memory Lane+
+Sittin in Da Park+ after
Dark slingin my 'caine i'm Obie Trice
Yo, I'm Obie Trice

"Y-y-y'all, y'all know the name!"
"One in a mil'" - "Got it made"
"Clever with rhymes
It's like whatever with mines"
"Represent, by all means"
"Let your mans know"
"I am" - "Obie Trice, brings terror"
"Strapped with the heat"
"Mr trice, dopest nigga"

Yo, yo I done travelled the world
Fuck physical
But through soundwaves with my name
Engraved in cortex cere-bre-als
Cross the planet
Niggas took Obie Trice for granted
But managed to think twice
When a slug landed
Hand it to Obie, he'll fuck some'n up!
That shit follow me since I
Been breakin Tonka trucks
And cause I rap now, you think that you trap
Can't remind me of that plow from way back
I come equipped with lyrics that
Assist niggas in depth
O-vorkian, at the fuckin sickly's request
I leave a mess, and take Slim Shady's advice
Cock, a wig and high heels
And RuPaul for life obie motherfuckin Trice

I'm fat
I'll never lose that like Subway Jared
I keep killin niggas from the
Shit that you're hearin
And while I'm at my hearin
Shit I just grim the judge
Roll my eyes 'til the debt don't budge
And bounce when a bitch pronounce, not guilty
Been filthy, fuckin sluts 'til nuts empty
Ugly bitches tempt me, run it
I take 'em old school with the
C-section slit's down her stomach
Most people might vomit
Gimme stretch marks and cigarette burns
I pay homage boo y'all hoes need love too
I'd rather fuck you, while the boys scream