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Follow Me Lyrics - Shade Of Fate - Pantommind

[Intro - Obie talking] 

Yeah! [echo], uh 

Let ya'll niggaz know me 

Yeah, WOO! 

 

[Verse 1] 

Eleven, fourteen, seventy-seven a nigga entered 

Big lips, popped out placenta 

Momma ain't breastfeed, had no pop neither 

Pop leaves shit but a name - Obie 

Elementary homie that's how it started 

In garbage, retarded, gainin that heart 

Fuck niggaz, claimin they hard, a nigga come home touched 

My motherfuckin momma bangin me harder 

"Nigga take your ass out their and fight for tomorrow" 

That's what she told me, "little punk, blame that on your father" 

So I had no choice, nigga pick up a brick 

Split a motherfucker's shit for tryin to fuck with the kid 

Get a little older, hair on my dick, now I'm curious 

Niggaz on the corner gettin money rockin jewelry 

Allowance, nigga that ain't man shit 

Cowards, nigga that ain't man shit 

I had to prove to myself 

How these niggaz same age as me calculatin this wealth 

So I got me a clique and niggaz what? 

Workin one sixteenth, like "nigga we can clean up" 

 

[Chorus - 2X] 

Follow my life, homie from start 'til now 

Only my motherfuckin momma nigga holds me down 

And Lord knows all this shit that I done put her through 

I speak through her straight to you, motherfuckers 

 

[Skit - Obie talking] 

Two for one, here, here take this, two for one 

Quit switching dicks, holla at me, see you fuck with 

 

[Verse 2] 

Summer '94, I'm gettin a little dough 

Taller than my momma, so I'm listenin to her nose 

I'm listenin to them hoes scream "O!" 

And I'm listenin to them O's go CHOP! 

P-Funk, Joe and me pumpin on the block, summertime 

I call her auntie, she cop three at a time 

Throw a extra bump bringin cline 

I'm so involved with the grind, I'm losin my mind 

Fuck a steady job, I'm tryin 

I steady mob, I'm dyin in this game, I ain't lyin 

Sellin so much coke forgettin it's a crime 

Flyin down I-75, pocket full of dimes 

Give a fuck about the radar on me [police sirens] 

Bumpin Big or Pac, yo nigga who tryin me? 

 

[Skit - Notorious B.I.G.'s +Big Poppa+ plays in background] 

[Cop] - Get off the god damn truck! 

[Obie Trice] - Fuck you, yo I ain't did shit 

[Cop] - Put your fucking hands in the air! 

[Obie Trice] - Bitch! 

 

[Chorus - 2X] 

 

[Outro - Obie talking (echo)] 

Yeah, all my of life 

Only my momma know 

Obie . Obie Trice . Shady and it's crazy, motherfuckers 

Are you remember?

Blunted

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