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Everywhere I Go - текст песни



Everywhere I Go


Yeah


Ride wit me


Come ride wit Trice, man


I brought my man wit me


Curtis Interscope Jack (ha ha)


Mr. Mathers, my nigga Fif' (Yeah)


Holla at 'em








Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be


It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie


Everywhere I go, I mean, like everywhere I be


It seems like everybody knows, how I get down, and why B, homie








They say Obie Trice gone, look at em


Back then I was Mike Jones, who would even look at 'em?


Now I recite songs with icons, see I come from convicts and crumbs


My nigga, listen, it's transition shows his ambitions


Nuttin less then the man getting off his ass and vanishing


Into the world of ass kissing, witness him with Ashton Kutcher


Now they ask for pictures, autographs, signatures


Went from rags to riches to getting ass from bitches


It's hard to grasp the situation at hand


When you used to have to ask for digits


Now they pass em to you like easy fast for tickets


Classic isn't it? Coming from a past with a casket


Dips from beneathe the grass, so you're cremated to ashes


Nigga, created from the crap, this is past fictious


Fif, tell em how we was when we last wen' visit














And now the spotlight's on Trice


But back when the spot life was Trice


I always kept beside a spot for a mic, despite


Wrongs and rights, I would write after I slung white


To homes on the pipe, I had a notion I would be bi-costal


But being across the ocean is la vida loca


And vada loco, I'm in Janayo


Konecheewa in Tokyo, it's sushi with eel


I got a taste for that pompies chopping up in Brazil


Drinking the finest wines in France on the hill


Now how real is he to come from where we get killed


To having all his dreams fulfilled, look out


I got fantasies of being in Italy where the women be


Offering me the cooch-o, eating on arsobuco


Awesome, I know, so often, we just reach the coffin


And never get to see what the world's offering

















Yeah


Things change man


You know, get a chance to travel


See the world and you start to look at things a lil different





You ain't bullshitting


Cuz I ain't never thought I'd see it out the hood


Heh, look at a nigga now



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