Obie Trice - Average Man [Intro] lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey yo I am focused, it is the locust
O. Trice is holdin the soldiers, the prognosis
Probably why I rose from zero to hope
Cause I was wide eyed & open nosed on my approach (nigga)
Hold the toast you provoke
44 Snub hugs my scrotum when I roll
Yes I hold my own
Swifty think you be boast clone, I am aimin
Watch em switchin to Damons
And next Friday I can bet you´s a changed man
When them thangs in hands, it isn´t a game man
I ghost ya, I bring ya much closer to Jehovah
Definition of a soldier, I told ya
I .. hold the toast when I approach
It is close at all times by my side in the holster
O-ster roast ya, make me blow my composure
Pop (*gunshot*) it is all over, when the fo fo blows & goes (*gunshot*)

[Chorus]
When I am up in the club
And these niggaz they want to act tough
´Til they get plugged
Watch them bullets go (*bullet shot*)
Now you touched from a slug
Huggin the streets like you in love
Your heart race like (*flatline*)
The ambulance arrive (*police siren*)
They rush you to the spinner, flyin by my ride
Engine like (*engine revs*), homie you just died
Your family through cryin, I pulled off a crime
Just as quick as ..

[Verse 2]
Lose your face, in a fool´s race
I put my tune 1st nigga, you was in 2nd place
And 2nd place just means you didn´t react with haste
And this differentiates life where murder bein the case
And since murder was the case, it just means niggas erase
Another black mother can´t eat the food on her plate
Cause she aint got the taste of raisin you was a waste
Such a short span young man, sit at your wake
1st I am a man, 2nd I am five eight, with size & weight
Won´t give a nigga the upper hand
Cause when I pop (*gunshot*), I get a ´s up like Barry Sand
Sit in the can, you never ran like Barry Sand
Obie aint playin, Obie got a plan
And the plan is NOT to be layin in earth slayin
I´ll POP before the can & earth slayin
You get SHOT for playin me less than a man motherf*cker

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Niggaz get it twisted, liquor make em envision
that gangsterism is disrespectin a niggaz wishes
Which is all the touch talk in front of bitches
Yea you fifteen deep, the Desert E a give ya stitches
And I can be all the bitches & hoes you want to
But I warn ya the glock could make it hot as California
You be propped on the corner, flesh meetin the coroner
O´s & quarantine, cause no hoes in need, is no hoes in need
Niggaz take advantage ´til I manage to pull that hammer out
They start scatterin, I am no gangster, I am a average man
but be damned if I let em do me savage man
Before that I am strapped & will challenge him
Cocked back & that (*gunshot*) gat will damage them
It isn´t a act, this is fact, this is how I am programmed
This is me, what I am about, this who I´m motherf*cker

[Chorus]

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