[Obie Trice]

You don't see me in the hood

It's cuz I'm doin this man



[Obie Trice]

Niggaz I'm still grindin

I'm still hearin those sirens

I'm still getting chased by those lights

Only the lights lime, and my mics on

And my time is none

Because I'm writing more

And I aint here to meet a soul in this business

I'm here to eat, speak until these hoes feel this

And I can't let y'll derail me man

I got young Kobe hommie, you gotta let go of Obie

Cuz Obie be back, we get them craps going on and that giach going on

Soon as a nigga touch down backs from tourin

Cuz whatever put that on the cheddar man

But in the meantime its Jimmy Ivean time

Chase cheese rhyme till my voice give out

This is it my nigga's, this what we boast about

Now I'm here, so shut your muthafuckin mouth

And show me love bitch



[Chorus]

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night



[Eminem]

There's a certain mystique, when I speak

That you notice that's sorta unique, cause you know its me

My poetries deep and I'm stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat

You can't sit still, its like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep

I'm strapped, just know in any minute I could snap

I'm the equivalent of what would happen if bush rapped

I bully these rappers so bad, lyrically

It aint even funny, I aint even hungry, it aint even money

You can't pay me enough, for you to play me, its cock-a-many

You just aint zanney enough, to rock with shady

My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo

I got screws loose, yeah the whole kitten kaboodle

I'm just brutal, its no rumor, I'm numero uno

Assume it, there's no humor in it

No more you know, I'm rollin with a swollen bowlin?ball in my bag

You'll need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass

You better love me bitch



[Chorus]

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night



[50 Cent]

My boys is crazy in the hood, they holler my name

If it aint about the flow it's about the stones and the chain

If I was you, id love me too, I roll like a boss

911 Porsche same color as cranberry sauce

I aint gonna front, I thought R. Kelly was your shit

Let me find out he fuckin round with Bow Wow bitch

Niggaz eatin popcorn right, rewindin the tape

Now Shorty, Momma and the Priest sit, hollerin rape

I'm convinced man, sumtin really wrong with these hoes

I thought Lil Kim was hot, till she start fuckin with her nose

Used to listen to Lauren hill, and tap my feet

Then the bitch put out a CD, didn't have no beat

That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail

That nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell

My back shots help Ashanti hit them high notes

Then Big Ben taught Charli B'more to deep throat

Yea?



[Chorus]

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night

I just wanna love you, for the rest of my life

I wanna hold you in the morning, hold you through the night