Chuuuurch
Obie Trice Lyrics


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Semi on the couch, 3 bullets up in the cartridge
Four runnin the house hopefully God can vouch for us
We outlaws
Dropped out of school so momma trusting the lord with some Ralph on
Identity crisis when the Trice's divorced
So the enemy's trifling like my pop, no remorse
I outsource
Get the illest nigga on the block who will bust off a shot for him
Find a little spot, some hood home
Eighteen now, niggas getting they thug on
Gotta get this paper nigga's getting they drug on
Haters see us caking know they gettin' they mug on
Homie losing focus, he don't wanna traffic
He pullin' pistols out on nigga's up in traffic
Jumpin' in they classic,s fucking with the maggots
Got us looking hot, you know that end up being tragic
Tell a boy stop, I ain't got the audacity
I just wanna cop, he furious passing me
Know the streets watch but him nigga's is tagging me
Say you see O? That's for the car jackin' me
Know I keep the mac on me
Living out here carelessly
Ended up burying I'm listening to the pastor preach
Now I face [?] earth askin' what it's worth
My sons in the dirt, my nigga got me in the church

Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5
I'm up here in the church
Reading Psalm 4 through 5
Homie got me in the church
Look in the box he ain't alive
He got me in the church
I'm in the church
Church

Mommy outta high school, voided her college scholarship
She want higher knowledge afford, that mean she gotta strip
Round this bitch, taintin' her little purity
All she banking on is Cartier's and some jewelry
Winning at the poles, hoes, see her body tough
No ass shots, mommy just give Pilates up
Why they wanna body her, just for tryna make a buck
The Devil done embodied her, now she don't give a fuck
Ain't about college now it's about a dollar
She turnt up, hottest in the city, most popular
Ballers want a shot at her, fly her out do shots with her
Non-stop shopping for the number one ass dropper
Devil got binoculars, homie got a wife he's stalking her through metropolis
Tryna get the drop on her but, she ain't contacted Joy from Cheaters
[?] with them heaters
Put her fucking cleavage beneath us
Make her family grieve know the streets is devious
Birth name Eve, better known for her apple
Them nigga's blew tree then filled her up with ammo
Turned her in the trunk she was missing for weeks
Made her an example for nigga's to cheat
Shorty was my peeps man may she rest in piece fam
Obituary in here, let's take a seat
She got me in the Church

Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5
I'm up here in the church
Reading Psalm 4 through 5
She got me in the church
Look in the box she ain't alive
She got me in the church
I'm in the church
Church

We ain't in the queue less there's a body to view
Old folks say nigga's irresponsible
If he ain't at the alter meeting our father
Most nigga's say why bother
Unless it's life altering, then we need Bishop [?]
Show us an see something different
Lost so many friends it's religious
They in a penitentiary that's 72 inches beneath
Believe in the creator but Sunday's we gettin' paper
Funny how money come up before nigga's save ya
Some don't come up, sending out prayers
Ain't trying to preach just speaking on our behavior
Being in the church that's somebody close hurt
Spirit leave the earth put his shell in the dirt
Shells scattered all over the turf
First 48 investigation's a blur
How that look as a murderer up in the church
Sitting next to the nigga mother I done murked
Demons get to working, palms get to sweating and
Heaven's looking far fetched fuck what the reverend say
Me I'm just praying man that I keep a steady hand
When them Devil's is ready to start spraying
Take me off the lamb, RIP my brand
So my fans and family can see me land
Right up in the church

Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5
I'm up here in the church
They reading Psalm 1 through 5
Nigga got me in the church
Look in the box I ain't alive
I'm up here in the church




I'm in the church
Church

Overall Meaning

The song "Chuuuurch" by Obie Trice takes listeners on a journey through the life of the rapper and the struggles he's faced. The first verse talks about growing up in a broken family and dropping out of school, leaving his fate in the hands of the Lord with some Ralph Lauren clothes to his name. He speaks of his identity crisis caused by his parents' divorce and the enemies that have come into his life as a result. The chorus repeats the phrase "She got me in the church," referencing a deceased friend named Eve who has brought him back to church and to God's forgiveness.


The second verse tells the story of a woman named Mommy who turned to stripping to make ends meet after losing her college scholarship. She becomes consumed by the material things she can afford and the attention she's getting, losing herself in the process. Trice then moves on to the topic of violence in the black community and the importance of faith in a world full of pain and heartache. He talks about the need for redemption and how life is not always about riches and status.


Line by Line Meaning

Semi on the couch, 3 bullets up in the cartridge
Semi-automatic firearm on the couch with 3 rounds in the magazine


Four runnin the house hopefully God can vouch for us
Four outlaws in the house hoping for God's protection


We outlaws
We live outside the law because we cannot fit within society's rules


Dropped out of school so momma trusting the lord with some Ralph on
I dropped out of school, and my mom has faith in the Lord to help me succeed in life, even though I wear Ralph Lauren clothing


Identity crisis when the Trice's divorced
A crisis of identity when Obie Trice's parents divorces


So the enemy's trifling like my pop, no remorse
My enemies are behaving like my father who had no remorse for his actions


I outsource
I hire someone else to commit crimes for me


Get the illest nigga on the block who will bust off a shot for him
Hire the most dangerous person in the neighborhood who is willing to shoot someone for me


Find a little spot, some hood home
Find a small, cheap place to stay in a low-income neighborhood


Eighteen now, niggas getting they thug on
Now 18 years old, young men are becoming more involved in criminal activities


Gotta get this paper nigga's getting they drug on
We need to earn money, and some people are selling drugs to make a profit


Haters see us caking know they gettin' they mug on
Those who hate us see us making money and are jealous


Homie losing focus, he don't wanna traffic
My friend is losing his focus and does not want to deal drugs anymore


He pullin' pistols out on nigga's up in traffic
He starts pulling guns out on people while driving


Jumpin' in they classic,s fucking with the maggots
We are jumping into people's nice cars and messing with them


Got us looking hot, you know that end up being tragic
Our actions are drawing attention, which may lead to tragedy


Tell a boy stop, I ain't got the audacity
I do not have the courage to tell him to stop


I just wanna cop, he furious passing me
I just want to buy drugs, but my friend is angry and not giving them to me


Know the streets watch but him nigga's is tagging me
I know others are watching me, but my friend is getting aggressive towards me


Say you see O? That's for the car jackin' me
If you see me, it is because I was a victim of a carjacking


Know I keep the mac on me
I always carry a firearm with me


Living out here carelessly
I am living my life recklessly and without concern for the consequences


Ended up burying I'm listening to the pastor preach
I ended up burying my friend and am at his funeral, listening to the pastor speak


Now I face [?] earth askin' what it's worth
Now I am facing the earth and questioning the value of my actions


My sons in the dirt, my nigga got me in the church
My son is buried, and my friend's funeral got me to come to church


Thinking I'll fuck around catch 5
I'm worried that I'll end up dead or in jail


I'm up here in the church
I am now sitting in the church during the service


Reading Psalm 4 through 5
I am reading from the Bible, specifically Psalms 4 to 5


Mommy outta high school, voided her college scholarship
My mother dropped out of high school and lost her scholarship to college


She want higher knowledge afford, that mean she gotta strip
She wants to improve her education but cannot afford it, so she strips


Round this bitch, taintin' her little purity
While going through with stripping, her self-respect has taken a hit


All she banking on is Cartier's and some jewelry
All she trusts in are high-end items like Cartier and jewelry


Winning at the poles, hoes, see her body tough
She is popular with men because of her physical appearance


No ass shots, mommy just give Pilates up
She does not need butt-enhancement surgery, as she maintains her figure through Pilates


Why they wanna body her, just for tryna make a buck
Why are people trying to kill her just for making money?


The Devil done embodied her, now she don't give a fuck
The Devil has taken over her soul, and now she sees no point in caring


Ain't about college now it's about a dollar
Money is now more important to her than a college education


She turnt up, hottest in the city, most popular
She is very confident and popular in the city


Ballers want a shot at her, fly her out do shots with her
Wealthy men want to be with her, so they fly her places and drink alcohol with her


Non-stop shopping for the number one ass dropper
She constantly shops for clothes that will accentuate her figure


Devil got binoculars, homie got a wife he's stalking her through metropolis
The Devil is always watching her, and a man with a wife is obsessed with her and keeps tabs on her


Tryna get the drop on her but, she ain't contacted Joy from Cheaters
He is trying to catch her cheating but has not called the television show 'Cheaters' for help


[?] with them heaters
Unclear what this line means; suggests the man is somehow armed


Put her fucking cleavage beneath us
He is objectifying her and only sees her cleavage


Make her family grieve know the streets is devious
He is causing trouble for her family and knows that the streets are dangerous


Birth name Eve, better known for her apple
Her birth name is Eve, but people remember her for the biblical story of Adam and Eve, where Eve gave Adam an apple to eat


Them nigga's blew tree then filled her up with ammo
The men who killed her smoked marijuana and then loaded their weapons before killing her


Turned her in the trunk she was missing for weeks
After they killed her, they placed her in the trunk of a car and left her there for weeks, making her difficult to find


Made her an example for nigga's to cheat
Her murder is a warning to others to not cheat on their partners or face a similar fate


Shorty was my peeps man may she rest in piece fam
Shorty was a friend of mine, I hope she can rest in peace now


Obituary in here, let's take a seat
We have an obituary for her, let's take a moment to mourn and remember her


She got me in the Church
Her death and funeral has brought me to church


Look in the box she ain't alive
Her body is in the casket, but she is no longer alive


We ain't in the queue less there's a body to view
We are not in line unless there is a body to view at a funeral


Old folks say nigga's irresponsible
Elders criticize young, black men for being irresponsible


If he ain't at the alter meeting our father
If he is not at church praying to God, then he is not taking his responsibilities seriously


Most nigga's say why bother
Many young men think that there is no point in trying to change their lives or do better


Unless it's life altering, then we need Bishop [?]
Unless something drastic and life-altering happens, we need someone like a bishop to guide us and help us make changes


Show us an see something different
We want someone to show us that there is a way to live differently and better


Lost so many friends it's religious
We have lost so many friends that it feels like a religious experience; it brings us to church


They in a penitentiary that's 72 inches beneath
Many of our friends are in prison, which is six feet below the ground


Believe in the creator but Sunday's we gettin' paper
We believe in God but on Sundays, we are focused on earning money


Funny how money come up before nigga's save ya
It is ironic that making money is more important to some people than saving lives or helping others


Some don't come up, sending out prayers
Some people do not succeed and end up needing prayers sent on their behalf


Ain't trying to preach just speaking on our behavior
I am not trying to preach, I am just commenting on our actions


Being in the church that's somebody close hurt
Being in the church reminds us of someone we lost and are hurting over


Spirit leave the earth put his shell in the dirt
Even though someone's spirit has left this world, their body remains in the ground


Shells scattered all over the turf
Bullet casings are scattered all over the ground as a result of gunfire


First 48 investigation's a blur
The police investigation into a murder can be hazy and incomplete in the first 48 hours


How that look as a murderer up in the church
It would not look good if someone who had committed murder was in the church during a funeral


Sitting next to the nigga mother I done murked
It would be especially bad if someone was sitting next to the victim's mother, who he had murdered


Demons get to working, palms get to sweating and
Evil thoughts start coming to mind, causing him to get nervous and perspire


Heaven's looking far fetched fuck what the reverend say
Getting into heaven seems unlikely, regardless of what the pastor says


Me I'm just praying man that I keep a steady hand
I am just praying that I do not do anything violent or wrong


When them Devil's is ready to start spraying
When the Devil's (gang members or criminals) are ready to start shooting


Take me off the lamb, RIP my brand
Take me out of hiding and let my real name be remembered after I die


So my fans and family can see me land
So my fans and family can see me buried and at rest


Right up in the church
I, too, ended up in the church because of a funeral


They reading Psalm 1 through 5
The service is reading from the Bible, specifically Psalms 1 to 5


Nigga got me in the church
Someone I knew brought me to church because of a funeral


Look in the box I ain't alive
The person we are mourning for is in the casket and no longer alive




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