[Verse 1]
[Obie Trice]
You don't see me in the hood
It's cause I'm doing this man
Niggas,Nigga's I'm still grinding, (yeah...) grinding
(Yeah)
I'm still hearing those sirens, sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights, lights

Only the light's mine and my mic's on
And my time is none because I'm writing more, more
And I ain't here to meet a soul in this buisness, business
I'm here to eat, speak, speak until theseenter deleted
hoes feel this, (for sure...) this
and(For sure)

And I can't let y'all derail me man, y'all, de-rail me, man
I got young Kobe, coby, homie, you gotta let go of Obie
cause'Cause Obie be back, (ain't goin' nowhere man...)
We back on, we got them craps cracks going on
andAnd that yak going on, on
soon
Soon as a nigga touch down back from tourin', tour
It's whateva, put that on the chedda man, man
butBut in the meantime, it's Jimmy Ivene time, time
chaseChase cheese, rhyme till my voice give out, out
this
This is it my nigga, niggas this what we boast about, about
Now I'm here so shut your motherfuckin motherfucking mouth
And show me love bitch.. love, bitch

[CHORUS]
[Obie Trice]
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life
life,(I dont don't love you you, bitch)
I wannaWanna hold you in the morning, morning
(Ha)
holdHold you through in the nightenter added
(Hahaha)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life
my life,(We wanna love alcohol, weenter deleted
wanna love guns,) guns)
I wannaWanna hold you in the morning, (we morning
(We wanna love money)
holdHold you through in the night.. (Ha) (we night
(Ha, wedon't wanna love bitches though)

[Verse 2]
[Eminem]
There's a certain mystique when I speak, speak
thatThat you notice that it's sorta unique, order unique
cause'Cause you know it's its me, my poetry's deep, deep
andAnd I'm still matic the way I flow to this beat, beat
you
You can't sit still, it's like tryin tryin' to smoke crack
andAnd go to sleep, I'm strapped, strap
justJust knowing any minute I could snap, snap
I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped, rapped

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, lyrically
itIt ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, hungry
itIt ain't even money, you can't pay me enough
forFor you to play me, it's cockamamie, cock-amamie
you
You just ain't zany zanie enough to rock with Shady, Shady
myMy noodle is cockadoodle, cock-adoodle, my clocks cuckoo, koo-koo
I got screws loose, yeahhh, yeah, the whole kitten-kaboodle, kitten-kaboodel
There's no room andI'm just brutal. It's no rumor, I'm numero numiro uno, assume it, assuming
there's
There's no humor in it no more, it, you know
I'm rollin rollin' with a swollen bowling ball in my bag, bag
youYou need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass
you(Em Saying)
You better love me me, bitch

[CHORUS]
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, life
I wannaWanna hold you in the morning, morning
Wannahold you through in the night

[Obie Trice]
(and (And all the bitches say)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, life
I wannaWanna hold you in the morning, morning
Wannahold you through in the night

[Verse 3]
[50 Cent]
my My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, name
ifIf it ain't about the flow, flow
it'sIt's about the stones and the chain, chain
ifIf I was were you, I'd love me too, too

I roll like a bus, boss, 9-11 pulse po same
color colour as cranberry sauce, sauce
I ain't gonna front, I thought thrown R-Kelly was tha shit, with this shit
then weLet me find out he fucking round with bow wow bitch, wow, bitch
niggas eatin popcorn,Nigga's eatin' popcorn right, rewinding the tape, tape
now
Now shorty momma in the precinct hollerin rape, percent hollarin' rape
i'mI'm convinced man something really wrong with these hoes, hoe's
I thought Lil' Kim 'lil-Kim was hot then before she start
started fucking with her nose, nose
(God Damn) Damh)
usedYou to listen to Lauren Hill and tap my feet, feet
then
Then the bitch put out a CD thatenter deleted
didn't have no beats, (uh-huh) beat
that boy D'AngeloThat poor De-Angelo he determined not to fail, fail
thatThat nigga went butt-ass for his record to sell, sell
myMy back shot shots to help Ashanti hit them high notes, notes
andAnd Big Ben told taught Charlie to deepthroat

[CHORUS]
I just wanna love you for the rest of my life,
I wanna hold you in the morning, (I luv'a
burnish the monies, the bunnies)
hold you through the night(I just wanna hold you a bit more then deep throat

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life, life
I wanna(Obie Trice)
Wanna hold you in the morning, morning
(I luv'a burnish the monies, the bunnies)
Wanna hold you in the night
(I just wanna love hold you)

I just wanna love you for the rest of my life
(Obie Trice)
Wanna hold you through in the morning
(I just wanna hold you)
Wanna hold you in the night
(Yeah)