Obie Trice - Lebron On lyrics

To say that I'm, underrated is a sign of hatred Despite my accolades O. Trice made it Come from, where babies don't meet, the brother made him He in the grave or he doin what the judge gave him Uhh, all day for that small piece of yay Make a collect call, get a moment or three When that moment up he momentarily see Why he was sent up when morally for me Uhh, uhh, you could say I'm underrated But that's a understatement, n***a made it off the pavement "Bottoms Up" ain't a phrase I just play with n***a we from the hood, that there is sacred Any opportunity knocks, you take it Any opposition blocks, that's hatred Any artillery cops, you make it Put 'em in they faces and blaze 'em, n***a They say he ain't worthy (worthy) he done switched jerseys (jerseys) Gave you seven years like it's seven too early (huh?) Won a championship there, now they burn my jersey (damn!) Same folk love me wanna bury me (bury me!) Now I'm on a franchise (BME) I ain't supposed to get my ball on Triple-doubles when you put me in your headphones (Trice!) Been a team player, now I'm a player No? Well I guess I gotta get my LeBron on King Trice runnin point, can't hold him in They try to block my shot but them n***az is goaltendin Oh we won't stop, don't see where the road endin Like it or not n***az I'm to the hole with it Now I could foul out when n***az throwin intentionals Sit me on the bench but this more as detention though That fo' inch barrel on that fo'-fo' Hits you in the bone marrow, n***a you don't want it no mo' E'rybody gangsta, see 'em in the streets They're no longer entertainers, they just wanna speak I just want the beat Sell a few records, maybe catch up on my tweets, team BME Grease the industry in my breakaway pants Make the ladies dance, you wanna take away my chance? Love is as deep as your loyalty Whether it's BME or I got the white boy with me; c'mon They say he ain't worthy (worthy) he done switched jerseys (jerseys) Gave you seven years like it's seven too early (huh?) Won a championship there, now they burn my jersey (damn!) Same folk love me wanna bury me (bury me!) Now I'm on a franchise (BME) I ain't supposed to get my ball on Triple-doubles when you put me in your headphones (Trice!) Been a team player, now I'm a player No? Well I guess I gotta get my LeBron on Ha ha, let's go B, M, E, n***az B, M, E, yeah Shoutout to Shady Records Em, D-12, Royce Da 5'9", Slaughterhouse what's up? G-Unit what up? Fif', Yayo, Banks Buck, Game - that's the G-Unit I know What's up? Stat Quo, what it do? Ayy! Bobby Creek, what up? k**a Ca$his Yeah... Happy New Year's muh'f**ers Obie Trice... @RealObieTrice on Twitter f** with me, ha ha ha Love me or hate me, it's nothin but bid'ness! Um, and the way I ball, I'ma take my talents to BME