Artist: Obie Trice f/ Eminem Album: Bottoms Up Song: Richard Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Obie Trice] Yeah.. Trice, Statik Selektah O back around the corner Got the crack, put in your orders, we 'bout to run up out the stores It's +Notorious+ the way I got +Big+ spittin stories BME's X-Clan, +Vanglorious+ We not your favorite fuck it, you know the system and you buck it Have you revisitin, how you used to love it A nigga spew through the music acoustics Cool kid, used to pursue excuses Truth is I was truant in school So his influence is foolish, that was my views I'm back at it, the rap addict by any means We gon' get these stacks accurate, no skinny jeans Say he ain't a star, niggaz might be right I'm so regular, nigga got his shit tonight Bring it back Selektah, let 'em know it's Trice Put your seatbelts on, we gon' ride tonight [Eminem] Chka-chk-chka-chk, and I would like to introduce my-s-self, surprise! HI, it's Ike~! 'Bout get my Ike on, I come with a life supply of wife beaters and my Nikes on, and a white tee over that Iron Mike Lookin fly tonight, feelin like I might die from a spider bite Come back as Spider-Man, +Park+ my +Peter+ inside a dyke Bitch actin like she got fuckin higher standards than Meijer's, right Had to pry her fingers off of the motherfuckin Breyers ice cream with the pliers like (AHHH) only a ruthless bastard would do this Take a toothless bitch with no taste buds to Ruth's Chris Give her toothpicks, and stop on the way home pick up two big Bufords Scrupulous girl you got a nice pair, but you're plum stupid So when I pull up in that Benz don't try to pretend you ain't interested to impress your stupid ass friends and refuse to get in, woman and get slammed on the ground and SNAP like a pool stick against, cement If you should get dick, pretend like it's a musical instrument You get one shot, do not miss your chance to blow I can tell at first glance you're a hoe, cause your pants are so tight when you dance with O. Trice your implants explode So cold to dykes the chance of snow, in San Francisco Well I'm from Detroit City, you live in animosity That's a fucked up state to be in, such an atrocity Look where these random thoughts get me, it's senseless mind babble What, me apologize? {*babbles*} It's just the way the rhyme unravels And I wouldn't fuckin take it back if I TIME TRAVELLED! [Chorus: Eminem] Just call me Richard, Richard Cause I'm a dick, dick It's also Richard cause I feel like you should pry your fuckin mouth up off of it, it (hah) I said just call me Richard, Richard (yea) Cause I'm a dick, dick (yea) You ain't gotta be no detective to figure out I'm a dick When I hold my privates it's your first clue, Sherlock prick Just call me Richard, Richard [Obie Trice] That's my motives, jumpin out the Rovers All white like I was right up in the Dakotas or Minnesota; did I mention soda? When it's mixed with the yola watch my cup runneth over Cut from a soldier, from holdin a disposable toaster Puttin holes in a nigga gettin close enough BME 'til the credits roll So my condition is beyond what the medics know They wanna edit O Like a prosthetic third leg, let it go This is Shady 1.0, Em let 'em know I still profit through the process The prize in my jeans, my balls'll never digress I'm a dick that I brag about I put it in fast and then I drag it out World, I'll be your special friend see Cause these suckers suffer from pseudo-penis envy... {*echoes*} So [Chorus]