8 mile (OST) obie trice Lyrics

Get the f___ out m_________er...

Verse 1
Hey yo...
When I step up in the bar, everybody hit the f___ing floor,
Lucky m_________ers make it to the door,
Cause when I spit on mic's I spit raw,
Which cause confusion from the bar to the dance floor,
I keep the club on the vex,
Cause he gotta pay me when I spit, plus replace alot of s___,
n____s get a whiling,
When my words echo's the room like, Get your hand out my pocket,
You suck s___ when my topics rockin,
I'm banned from clubs 'cause my toxic tonsils,
Loud speaker like a f___ing sports announcer,
I spit the baa-haa till you rush the bouncer,
I rush the m_____fucker in your way who's bouncing,
You know old christ get their yak's p___ouncin...

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Get live m_________er when I speak m_________er,
Out your seat m_________er, I'm a reach m_________er,
Shady-records till I sleep m_________ers
Obi-Trice nothin but street m_________er
Tear this b____ up till you bleed m_________er
I would'nt give a f___ who you be m_________er
Punk, p____, b____ or G m_________er
Adrenaline rush before you leave m_________er

Verse 2

When I speak I blow out your tweeters, yo dog,
Show out in speakers roll out with heaters,
I'm just an animal eating the game,
Jumbo monkey, funky and obie's the name,
I rose solo, never been a hoe though,
Keep yak's vocal when cats act loco,
Where you at when I'm moving the crowd,
You get trampled, mashed on detroit style,
Up out your seats, pump out the E's,
Off the beat's the crowd overpleased,
Where my n____'s at smoking them tree's,
Off the cognac, finger f___ing the ski's,
That's how it is when you party with me,
You don't like it, you L-7 like a square beat...

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Verse 3
Yo, yo, since I came I rearrange the place with blaze,
Spays dope with c__e-fevers DNA, I'm so addicted,
To gettin n____'s lifted, drunk off a liquid,
Obie Trice the misfit,
Douse'in the crowd with p___ and voul's,
We underground m_________er fix your frown's,
I beat the bore with a wisty tour,
Off a whisky you never been this deep before,
So throw up your hands and peep out your man's
When I come through next quarter trust it in you's,
And trust I'm attackin it,
I hook up the hot s___ like ay see we havin it,
That's why I'm so miraculous,
And hope to get you n____'s pumped up,
I see you next time I see him chump,
That's right, you go through obie trice f___ed up,
on your knees drop for these...

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