I'm Gone
DJ Kay Slay Feat. Eminem & Obie Trice Lyrics

I Murder this Inc as soon as I touch the page
I am going to destroy Murder Inc with my lyrics as soon as I write them down

You ain't gon' have no other choice but to rush the stage
I am so good that you will be forced to come to the stage to challenge me

And charge the mic, and I hope you got the heart to fight
You will have to come to the microphone to fight, and I hope you are brave enough to do so

'Cause you gon' have to, 'cause you ain't got the smarts to write
You will have to fight because you are not smart enough to write a good response

Something that good, to try to come back at me with
It takes a special kind of talent to come up with a good comeback, and you don't have it

What you gon' do, try to out-rap me with that happy shit?
Are you going to try and beat me with happy, upbeat music?

You motherfuckers crack me up, talkin' 'bout you gonna smack me up
It's funny to me that you talk about hitting me

Y'all won't even back me up
You won't even support me

Throw up your paws, you pussies can't even scratch me hard
Raise your hands in surrender, you weaklings can't even harm me

It's like fuckin' cats de-clawed tryin' to jack me off
It's like declawed cats trying to masturbate me, it's pointless

You think I'm afraid? What you tryin' to throw some fear in me?
Are you trying to scare me? I'm not afraid of you

You think I'm dumb enough to roll with no security?
Do you think I am stupid enough to not have bodyguards?

I'm doin' my best to try to show maturity
I am trying to appear more mature

But don't sit there and stare at me like hoes and sneer at me
Don't look at me with disrespect and disdain

Like it's supposed to be scarin' me
Your behavior is not going to scare me

Like I won't leap clean over this fuckin' V.I.P. rope and throw this chair
I am capable of jumping over this VIP rope and throwing this chair at you

At anyone close or near me, tryin' to approach me physically
If anyone tries to come close to me physically, I will throw this chair at them

'Cause he don't spit lyrically
He can't rap very well

And he knows that my flow's so sick, his ho's on my dick
He is jealous of me because his girlfriends like me

And he's so sick of hearin' me, my posters are starin' at him
He is tired of hearing my music, even my posters seem to mock him

But I don't think he knows the severity
He does not understand the seriousness of the situation

Of what it could escalate to or that it could grow so seriously
He does not realize how serious this can become

If I go hysterically, 'cause I guarantee
If I lose control, I promise you

There's no one in here that would resort back to childhood
No one here is more likely to act immature than me

Any quicker than I would, or hit you with plywood
I will hit you with a piece of wood with no hesitation

Especially when I'm sippin' on this liquor and tonic
Especially when I'm drinking this alcoholic beverage

One swig of this bottle I'ma go upside your head so hard with it
If I take one sip, I will hit you with the bottle so hard that it hurts

The mark from it'll be so dark that it'll leave a scar so big
The mark from the bottle hit will leave a huge, noticeable scar

You'll be able to read a label from the motherfuckin' sticker that's on it
The hit will be so hard that you will be able to read the label on the bottle

I'm sick of the nonsense
I am tired of the foolishness

Shit is ridiculous and I refuse to let it get to this point
The situation has become absurd, and I will not allow it to continue

Where I'ma let you sit on my conscience
I will not let you cause me to feel guilty

I'm gone, bitch
I am leaving, goodbye

Shady Records, motherfucker, we gone, bitch
Shady Records is leaving too

I said we gone, bitch, so long, bitch
I said it before, and I will say it again, goodbye

Catch up if you can (woo), we movin' on, bitch (oh)
Try to follow us if you can, but we are moving on

Now who you know been to Kyoto, Tokyo
Do you know anyone else who has been to Kyoto and Tokyo?

Off of one debut, screamin', "I'm in Janai yo!"?
With only one debut album, I was already popular in Japan

Obie Trice, showed you right
Obie Trice is the real deal

He done seen overseas, he's not a prototype (nah)
Obie Trice has seen the world, he is not just a copy

Nobody's protégé, Em only showed O the way
Obie Trice is not a student, he is a peer of Eminem

Fuck what the media say
I don't care what the media says, it's all lies

If you listen to music then you should know that O Trice fused it
If you like music, you know that Obie Trice is a very talented rapper

In a matter where he speaks how the streets views it
Obie Trice raps about how the streets see the world

Choose, to translate it through the art of music
He expresses these views through his music

And started using it reachin' the youth
He uses his music to reach young people

Influenced by the truth in it (truth)
He is influenced by the truth in his music

And as a boy, a man, I ran from boys in vans
When I was younger, I had to run away from kidnappers

Do the knowledge, acknowledge and try to comprehend
Understand and try to comprehend what I am saying

Hand full of contraband
I used to carry illegal items

A product of my environment, narcotics and violence
I grew up in a violent, drug-filled environment

Inspires the content, but my intent is
My music is influenced by my experiences, but my goal is

To retire these tired-ass writers in silence (yeah)
To become so successful that other writers give up

'Cause haters, they hate us 'cause Shady became famous
People hate us because Eminem became famous

And claimed the rap game when they thought he'd be nameless (hah)
He became very successful when others thought he would fail

But racist accusations won't change us
Even if people accuse us of being racist, we won't change

Let the truth be told, you think O will be over here
Let me tell you the truth, do you really think Obie Trice will act like a slave?

Like, "Massa, show them you got soul" (Massa)
Like saying, "Master, let me show you how much soul I have"

No, anybody knows us knows that's not how we roll
Everyone who knows us knows that we would never act like that

So, I still push the bucket
I still drive a crappy car

If I ain't trust it I wouldn't fuck with it
If I didn't trust the car, I wouldn't drive it

But fuck it, I'm gone bitch!
But whatever, I'm leaving