The Fifth Intro

Lyrics

[Obie Trice] Father – Thanks for blessin me with number five'a Went on to make three after my shady goodbyes but Em will always prosper Fif landed power D12's a monster, proof, never forgot ya Obies a survivor Rose from the fire from, Shootins to priors Me, myself and I, guess I Digress now I still pop All the politics and this shit, I can't stop All the college kids and misfits, quality of business Bet on yourself, takes risks It's just senseless to think that I invent hits Then get, thrown on the shelf My experience is, is still underrated My music now syndicated oh Back to the basics Catch me in the basement Something like a caveman Ain't seen the light of day since Shady invasion I keep waiting on that grave then I still praise him – Situation could beef Way more grave than occupational grief From the street, I could be deceased I could get light take a seat I'm just tryna eat Follow my bright cop a cd Proof I miss ya dude everything you spit is true And came to fruition, your visions about Individuals, between lyrical Intervals in the studio you told it all so that I wouldn't slip in ....