Love Me
50 Cent; Eminem; Obie Trice Lyrics

Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still working hard and making music despite the dangers and obstacles I face

I'm still getting chased by those lights, Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
I'm still being pursued by the police, but I'm focused on making music and performing

And my time is none, because I'm writing more, And I ain't here to meet a soul in this business
I'm constantly working on my craft and not interested in networking or socializing in the music industry

I'm here to eat, speak, until these hoes feel this (for sure), And I can't let y'all derail me, man
I'm here to make successful and impactful music, and won't let anyone or anything stop me

I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go of Obie, Cause Obie be back, (going nowhere, man) we got them craps going on
My friend Obie has to deal with his own issues, but we are still making money through gambling and playing craps

And that yac going on, soon as a nigga touch down, back from touring, It's whatever, put that on the cheddar, man
We are drinking cognac and making money as soon as I come back from touring

But in the meantime, it's Jimmy Iovine time, Chase cheese, rhyme 'til my voice give out
I'm focused on impressing music executive Jimmy Iovine and making money by continuously writing and performing music

This is it my niggas, this what we boast about, Now I'm here, so shut your motherfucking mouth, and show me love, bitch
After all my hard work, I am finally successful and want my haters to acknowledge and respect me

There's a certain mystique when I speak, that you notice, Cause that's sort of unique cause you know it's me
My style of rap is unique and unmistakable, and people recognize me for it

My poetry's deep, and I'm Stillmatic, the way I flow to this beat, You can't sit still, it's like trying to smoke crack and go to sleep
My lyrics have depth, and my flow is Stillmatic, making it impossible for listeners to stay still and not move to my music

I'm strapped, it's known any minute I could snap, I'm the equivalent of what would happen if Bush rapped
I'm always armed and have a temper that could cause me to react violently, and I'm on the same level as President Bush

I bully these rappers so bad lyrically, It ain't even funny, I ain't even hungry, it ain't even money
I easily defeat other rappers in battles using my lyrical skills and don't even do it for the money

You can't pay me enough for you to play me, It's cockamanie you just ain't zanie enough to rock with Shady
I won't allow anyone to pay me to play my music, and it's ridiculous to think anyone can match my level of craziness as an artist

My noodle is cock-a-doodle, my clock's coo-coo, I got screws loose, yea the whole kit and caboodle, I'm just brutal
My mind is crazy and unpredictable, and I have many flaws and issues, but it makes me a fierce and ruthless artist

It's no rumor, I'm numero uno, assume it, There's no humor in it no more, you know
It's a fact that I'm the best, and it's not a laughing matter anymore

I'm rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag, You need a fag to come and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
I'm carrying a heavy weapon and am always prepared for threats, and if you want to try and harm me, you better be ready to face the consequences

My buzz is crazy in the hood, they holla my name, If it ain't about the flow, it's 'bout the stones and the chain
I have a lot of fame and recognition in my neighborhood, and people are either impressed by my rapping skills or my expensive jewelry

If I was you, I'd love me too, I roll like a boss, Nine eleven Porsche same color as cranberry sauce
If someone were in my position, they would be proud of themselves too, driving a Porsche with a unique color

I ain't gon' front, I thought R. Kelly was the shit, Let me find out he fucking 'round with Bow Wow bitch
I used to admire R. Kelly's music, but if I found out he was involved with Bow Wow's woman, I'd lose respect for him

Niggas eating popcorn right, rewinding the tape, Now shorty mama in the precinct, hollering rape
People are enjoying the drama in the news, as a woman's mother is accusing someone of raping her

I'm convinced, man, something really wrong with these ho's, I thought Lil' Kim was hot, 'til she start fucking with her nose
There's something mentally wrong with some of the women in the entertainment industry, as seen with Lil' Kim's plastic surgery

I used to listen to Lauryn Hill, and tap my feet, Then the bitch put out a CD and didn't have no beats
I used to enjoy Lauryn Hill's music, but was disappointed with her latest album lacking good beats

That boy D'Angelo, he determined not to fail, That nigga went butt-ass, for his record to sell
D'Angelo was determined to succeed and took a risk by appearing naked in his music video, which helped sell his record

My back shots 'll help Ashanti hit them high notes, And Big been taught Charli B'More to deep throat (yea)
I have sexually pleased Ashanti and Charli B'More, helping them perform better in their music careers

I just wanna love ya, For the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the mornin', Hold you through the night
Despite all my bravado and tough talk, I still have a desire for love and companionship

And all the bitches say, I just wanna love ya, For the rest of my life, I wanna hold you in the mornin', Hold you through the night
Women also want to love and be loved, holding onto their partner through the early morning and late night hours