Situations lyrics

[Intro: Obie Trice]
Ayo, this Obie Trice, motherf*ckers
And I got this wild ass, crazy motherf*cker with me right now
Demented
Who the f*ck is King Gordy?

[King Gordy]
King, emperor, Dalai Lama, I'm [?]
Ruler, god-like, East side's only hero
Keep a cape in the ground, homo sapiens bow
Come and take a sit down with me at the table that's round
Got 50,000 soldiers ready to blow you the f*ck away or die tryin' after one of my orders
So I tried to be King, so I died to be King
But I be the only one that [?] on the scenes

[Interlude: Obie Trice]
King motherf*ckin' Gordy, motherf*ckers
Yeah, I wanna hear about some street sh*t though, Gordy
I wanna hear that sh*t about that spotlight, n*gga

[King Gordy]
I'm in a crack house sweatin' with my [?] of the door
Nailed to the floor as I pull my floorboard
The cops ain't gettin' in
Got crack head zombie watchin' out for me
Got the fiends to rock for me
In return I break 'em off a piece
Now obviously I'm smokin' hashes with my partners, E
Some are into larceny or straight up a robbery
Comin' hot [?] out try and shop for keys
We can work a deal, but you gotta coppin' threes
[Interlude: Obie Trice]
That's right, my n*gga
But yo, you got these b*tches out here tryna stick you for your dough and sh*t
They want rent, diapers, babysittin'
What do you think about a b*tch?

[King Gordy]
Get rent from me? b*tch, you ain't worthy
You're nothin! Been suckin' di*k since the age of thirteen
Oh, I ain't know you for that damn long? b*tch please
What? Not using tampons? b*tch, bleed
Oh yeah, you gave me some head, you were on bent knees
Now you deserve a Bentley? b*tch, stop trickin'
Suckin' di*k and ass lickin' must've got to your brain
He's a blunt, some Hennessey, and $50 in change

[Interlude: Obie Trice]
Stank b*tch, haha, ayo, Gordy
Let these n*ggas know how us Detroit n*ggas come through when we mash out on 'em
Throw that sh*t on on they ass, come on!

[King Gordy]
Three piece alligator suits, alligator boots
With a navigator, interior alligator too
Haters wanna shoot
Platinum and diamonds is beatin' the sun [?]
Supermodels that's knockin'
[?] when they tongue kissin'
[?] style [?] sippin'
[?] out to Italy, want leave? Come visit
Chillin' in castles with dimes that run the villiage
Broke n*ggas spit brick sh*t, b*tch done did it
[Interlude: Obie Trice]
Done did it, b*tch
Ayo Gordy, now I know you a weed kinda sort motherf*cker
So if you had some weed here, what would you tell marijuana?

[King Gordy]
Oh yeah, she my first love, I don't know where to begin
You my only friend, taught me how to reason within
When I was down, showed me how to exhale and breathe again
When I was blind, made me open my eyes and see again
Just the aroma and the taste of you makes me laugh
Put a spell on me everytime I f*ck with you you make me hungry
Sometimes I put my blunt in a thong, it sleeps with me
Y'all n*ggas just smoke, I [?] with weed

[Interlude: Obie Trice]
Yeah, ay Gordy
I want massacre now n*gga, I want death
You ain't killed a n*gga on a track yet
I want you to kill these motherf*ckers
Kill 'em!

[King Gordy]
Fresh flesh under my fingernails
She gouging your daughter's crotch out
Your father got knocked out
[?] sneakers cut off, and locked [?]
n*ggas smile when he's still p*ssin, ooh and pee still shootin' out
They don't have a prison that could stop King Gordy from performin' nasty sadomasochism
Abusin' my children until they just badly injured
Threatenin' wives and tell the cops they mama did it
[Outro: King Gordy & Obie Trice]
Hahahahahaha, King Gordy motherf*ckers
(Obie Trice motherf*ckers)
Situations
A subject [?]
[?]
Emperor! King!
Hahahahahahahahaha