No Disrespect Obie Trice

[Intro]

[Obie Trice]
Things ain’t the same for gangstas
And skinny jeans ain’t it changed the game up
Ocean out the closet, Russel applaud in
Hip hop awards check for Antoine Dodson
No diss to Russel, my social environment
No dick can touch you, what’s the culture inspiring
I know hip-hop growth creates gross
But most shit in hip hop now is just gross
I ain’t the mad rapper, I’m just mad at rap
I could give a shit, I own a platinum plaque
My catalogue already tells all that
The stories I spat, the homes where I trap
The homies that never made it out, who got clapped
The homies is never coming out ’cause of a rat
Splinters and your thumb nails snitchin on your Twitter
That’s the shit I don’t like, that’s a deal killer

But Raphael will prevail, straight out the sewer
Turn my DAS EFX up, so your ears can view em
Hopefully they young consumer ain’t ruin
From all this bullshit, and music they consuming

I don’t know what this game came to
When your swag's not clean
And you looks not mean, you know what?
Tighten em up give 'em skinny jeans