Situations

Lyrics
[Intro: Obie Trice] Ayo, this Obie Trice, motherfuckers And I got this wild ass, crazy motherfucker with me right now Demented Who the fuck is King Gordy? [King Gordy] King, emperor, Dalai Lama, a pharaoh Ruler, god-like, East side's only hero Keep a cape in the ground, homo sapiens bow Come and take a sit down with me at the table that's round Got 50,000 soldiers Ready to blow you the fuck away or die tryin' after one of my orders So I tried to be King, so I died to be King But I be the only one that [?] on the scenes [Interlude: Obie Trice] King motherfuckin' Gordy, motherfuckers Yeah, I wanna hear about some street shit though, Gordy I wanna hear that shit about that spotlight, nigga [King Gordy] I'm in a crack house sweatin' with my [?] of the door Nailed to the floor as I pull my floorboard The cops ain't gettin' in Got crack head zombie watchin' out for me Got the fiends to rock for me In return I break 'em off a piece Now obviously I'm smokin' hashes with my partners, E Some are into larceny or straight up a robbery Comin' hot [?] out try and shop for keys We can work a deal, but you gotta coppin' threes [Interlude: Obie Trice] That's right, my nigga But yo, you got these bitches out here tryna stick you for your dough and shit They want rent, diapers, babysittin' What do you think about a bitch? [King Gordy] Get rent from me? Bitch, you ain't worthy You're nothin! Been suckin' dick since the age of thirteen Oh, I ain't know you for that damn long? Bitch please What? Not using tampons? Bitch, bleed Oh yeah, you gave me some head, you were on bent knees Now you deserve a Bentley? Bitch, stop trickin' Suckin' dick and ass lickin' must've got to your brain He's a blunt, some Hennessey, and $50 in change [Interlude: Obie Trice] Stank bitch, haha, ayo, Gordy Let these niggas know how us Detroit niggas come through when we mash out on 'em Throw that shit on on they ass, come on! [King Gordy] Three piece alligator suits, alligator boots With a navigator, interior alligator too Haters wanna shoot Platinum and diamonds is beatin' the sun [?] Supermodels that's dykein' [?] when they tongue kissin' [?] Cristal [?] sippin' Private jets to Italy, want leave? Come visit Chillin' in castles with dimes that run the villiage Broke niggas spit brick shit, bitch done did it [Interlude: Obie Trice] Done did it, bitch Ayo Gordy, now I know you a weed kinda sort motherfucker So if you had some weed here, what would you tell marijuana? [King Gordy] Oh yeah, she my first love, I don't know where to begin You my only friend, taught me how to reason within When I was down, showed me how to exhale and breathe again When I was blind, made me open my eyes and see again Just the aroma and the taste of you makes me laugh Put a spell on me everytime I fuck with you you make me hungry Sometimes I put my blunt in a thong, it sleeps with me Y'all niggas just smoke, I trick with weed [Interlude: Obie Trice] Yeah, ay Gordy I want massacre now nigga, I want death You ain't killed a nigga on a track yet I want you to kill these motherfuckers Kill 'em! [King Gordy] Fresh flesh under my fingernails She gouging your daughter's crotch out Your father got knocked out This kids carved up, his dick is cut off, and lodged up in his mouth While he's still pissin', ooh and pee still shootin' out They don't have a prison that could stop King Gordy from performin' nasty sadomasochism Abusin' my children until they just badly injured Threatenin' wives and tell the cops they mama did it [Outro: King Gordy & Obie Trice] Hahahahahaha, King Gordy motherfuckers (Obie Trice motherfuckers) Situations A subject [?] I'm high as hell dawg! Emperor! King! Hahahahahahahahaha
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Credits
- Writers
- Steve King
- Cysion
- King Gordy
- Obie Trice