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Yeah, ride wit' me, ride wit' Trice, man
I brought my man wit' me, Curtis Jack
Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif', at 'em

Everywhere I go, I mean, like I be
It seems like everybody knows, how I get down and who I be,
Everywhere I go, I mean, like I be
It seems like knows, how I get down and who I be, homie

They say, Obie Trice gone, at 'em
Back then I was Mike Jones, who would even look at
Now I recite songs with
See I come convicts and crumbs, my nigga, listen

His shows his ambitions
Nuttin' then the man getting off his ass and vanishing
Into the world of ass kissing, witness him Ashton Kutcher
Now they ask for pictures, autographs,

Went from rags to to getting ass from bitches
hard to grasp the situation at hand
When you to have to ask for digits
Now they pass 'em to you like easy fast for

Classic, isn't it? from a past with a casket
Dips beneath the grass, so you're cremated to ashes
Nigga created from the crap, is past fictitious
Fif', tell 'em how we was we last wen' visit

Everywhere I go, I like everywhere I be
It seems everybody knows, how I get down and who I be, homie
I go, I mean like everywhere I be
It seems like everybody knows, how I get and who I be, homie

And now the spotlight's on
But back when the life was Trice
I always kept beside a for a mic
Despite and rights
I write after I slung white to homes on the pipe

I had a notion I would be
But being the ocean is la vida loca
And loco, I'm in Janayo
in Tokyo, it's sushi with eel

I got a taste for pompis chopping up in Brazil
the finest wines in France on the hill
Now how real is he to from where we get killed
To having all his fulfilled, look out

I got fantasies of being in Italy the women be
me the cooch-o, eating on osso buco
Awesome, I know, so often, we reach the coffin
And never get to see what the offering

Everywhere I go, I mean everywhere I be
It seems like everybody knows, how I get and who I be, homie
Everywhere I go, I mean like I be
It seems like knows, how I get down and who I be, homie

Yeah, things change man, you know, get a to travel
See the and you start to look at things a lil' different
You bullshitting
'Cause I ain't thought I'd see it out the hood
Heh, at a nigga now