Obie Trice

Obie Trice - 8 Miles songtekst

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[Intro] [echo]



Soul Assassins

[Verse 1]

I'm stranded off School Craft Avenue, I gotta make it to 8

This bitch I'm with, she bein fake

I get out her car without a strand in my pocket

She force a nigga to walk through the land of this hot shit

It's cold as fuck but wait

It's a full moon so it's a little easy to navigate

I'm walkin up Greenfield with no thriller with me

Fresh as fuck, niggaz come and get me

Buses ain't workin, crackheads lurkin

Know them stick up niggaz wanna murk me and

I reach Grand River, cats ridin by with they eyes on a nigga

I cross the light and hear them tires squeal

U-Turn, they came back ill

No talkin, the gun started sparkin

Popo got to chalkin

[Chorus x2: w/out - "nigga" at the beginning of the second time]

Nigga if I made it to 8 Mile, you wouldn't understand the D

So I'ma reincarnate Obie

Put the same life in a different situation

Show you motherfuckers what a nigga facin

[Verse 2]

So I reach Finkel Ave., I'm mad as fuck now

A nigga shoulda stuck with that bitch

My down coat ain't as fluffy and thick

And crackheads rushin me for bones to hit

I say "I don't got them flavors man, I'm straight"

But raw heads like to hate

I'm tryna make it to the next Ave., Puritan, PA

Them same fiends goin Obie way

I turn down, niggaz followin

I walk faster, niggaz get to joggin

Look again and them 'heads get to hollerin

Stab me in the abdomen, Rambo dagger me

Put me out there, Greenfield massacre

Strip me ass naked, fiends is even reckless

Detroit nigga, crackheads keep weapons

Look at your life precious, it's hectic


[Verse 3]

I cross Mack nickels, a nigga straight

That's why I BS on the grind chasin cake

Niggaz ain't shifty tonight, flippin white

So I "Blow" past them like Johnny Depp's life

I reach 7 Mile, it's already trouble

A drunk nigga smashed up a couple

Bodies in half, shit

I ain't gawkin, I'm tryna get my ass on the Ave

8 Mile so close, but what do ya know

The nigga fled the scene who killed those folks

Witness point like I know that coat

Like I'm the one that splattered those people on the pole

Family members runnin up on the O

Police can't detain him, guns start aimin

Ain't shit changin nigga, my brain's hangin

You wouldn't know the D if I met my destination

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Taal: Engels

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