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Artist/Band: Obie Trice
Lyrics for Song: You've Been Slain
Lyrics for Album: Special Reserve [2009]



All I know is, all I know is he was just there and somebody just shot 'em



[Verse - Obie Trice]

You done caught a couple, you twisted on the side of the car

You got a crowd of motherfuckers in awe

You got bitches with they lips in they palm

Starin so hard, that you can not stay calm

Everybody screamin [screaming]

Motherfuckers like "don't touch that nigga dog,

he might stop breathin" (breathin)

Little children takin five minute intervals

In between playing time, to see ya layin down

You caught up in a cipher but you ain't rippin flow

You ripped up from chest to navel

Movin your limbs, you're just not capable

The way it's lookin like it ain't no savin you

You wanna talk, wanna scream out help though

These motherfuckers can't help you

These motherfuckers ain't medical

These motherfuckers got Tylenol 3s, no IVs

Your chest start movin at a rate like pistons in the engine

Now you cryin out and bitchin

It's like you drownin and you can't reach the surface

While the blood's lopin out ya womb, makin ya nervous

God damn this shit hurt and

One of your lungs done fell and that means curtains

The ambulance arrive [siren]

You got your thumb squeezin in between your four fingers

tryin to stay alive (stay alive)

And what you seein lookin dim even (dim even)

You feelin like it's thirty below but it's the third season (third season)

Pissed off 'cause ya hear the box beepin [beeping]

You can't get that money, you stressed out leakin

Lookin like a freak show (freak show)

While the thug cats freak they blacks starin at you to see slow (see slow)

What the fuck you in the streets for? The medical crew sides

They can see it in your eyes, you won't survive

But they play they part, 'cause they don't want the

residents callin Problem Solvers

They throw you in the wagon and they problem's over

They skirt out, to make the people at ease

But before reachin the 'spital, they can see you at ease

You've been slain motherfucker ('fucker)

You've been slain (slain)



[sound of heart monitor for 5 seconds and then flatlines]


Album Lyrics: Special Reserve [2009]


Obie Trice
"Special Reserve [2009]"


1. Welcome
2. Got Hungry
3. You've Been Slain
4. On & On
5. I Am
6. 4 Stories
7. Roughnecks
8. Cool Cats
9. What You Want
10. Jack My Dick
11. Dope, Jobs Homeless