Hell Yeah Lyrics

[3 seconds instrumental]

[Verse 1:]
They say he lonely. - He ain't got big homie!
He strayed from Interscope, now they don't know me!
Only reason he succeeded was reverse E,
Or maybe he was nursed by a Doc' beat.
But Slim and Dre's still in my DNA.

[Samples:]
[Eminem:] "Chika-chika, Slim Shady! "
[Dr. Dre:] "Dr. Dre! " [rewind]

[Verse 1:]
They say he lonely. - He ain't got big homie!
He strayed from Interscope, now they don't know me!
Only reason he succeeded was reverse E,
Or maybe he was nursed by a Doc' beat.
But Slim and Dre's still in my DNA.
Consume my body, found a trace of gangsta party!
But I don't give a fuck in my artery!
It's BME but fam' forever part of me!

[Chorus: {Dr. Dre sample}]
I'm a have to go on without quote-unquote! [scratch]
{Hell yeah!} You know the boy Trice dope!
Put a few of you niggaz through high school,
Hyped ya IQ. "Average Man" into a psycho. (OBIE!)
You know I got 'em big homie;
This ain't so long, I just had to own me.
BME 'til a nigga C.P., (PROOF!)
I'm a do it for the D! [scratch] {Hell yeah!}

[Verse 3:]
Yeah! - It broke my heart seein' Beans and Hova
As a music listener I know who y'all vote for.
But e'rything black's not white, white's not black!
That's the music bu-si-ness for ya.
But as a consumer 'stead of you gettin' a tumor
You opt out for the obvious bloomer.
But the least obvious the one that'll do ya; [shot]
That's learned knowledge from comin up in the sewer.
And I ain't wreckin my cap to "Fuze" the gap,
I just want "Yoo-hoo". - This is the music to adapt!
And if that ain't real rap,
Obie Trice need to fall back. - Fuck that!

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Through digi' design might lose my mind,
So the digits I make won't be a surprise!
Eyes wide open, - Obie know you're fake;
You ain't gotta say a word, I can see through your make!
Wait 'til I get in Hip-Hop, I'm a take,
Give it to the needy, he who appreciates!
No, it's not the hustle.
But you gotta have some type of love for this culture I grew up to.
Muster up somethin' for the folks who appreciate vocals,
'Stead of them duds that make 'em roast you!
Who am I to coach as well?
I'm a take a different approach, you niggaz pound-sign, - fail!

[Chorus]

[Outro:]
OHHHH!
BME!
OBIE TRICE!
"BOTTOMS UP"! [beat fades-out]

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