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Download from amazon.com Everywhere I Go lyrics

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Song Details
Artist(s)
  • Obie Trice
  • Album(s)
  • Second Round's On Me (buy)
  • [Intro: Obie Trice]
    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

    [Chorus: 50 Cent]
    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

    [1st Verse: Obie Trice]
    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

    [Chorus]

    [2nd verse: Obie Trice]
    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

    [Chorus]

    [Outro]
    [50 Cent]
    Yeah
    Things change man
    You know, get a chance to travel
    See the world and you start to look at things a lil different
    [Obie Trice]
    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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