Obie Trice III was born and raised in Detroit, Michigan by his mother, along with three brothers. He is of African American and German descent. Trice was given a karaoke machine by his mother when he was eleven and he used it to rhyme over instrumentals from artists such as N.W.A. By the age of fourteen, he was attending rap battle spots around Detroit, notably including the Hip Hop Shop.
Obie Trice went by the name of Obie 1 during this time, but when he first met Proof, who was about to introduce him at the Hip Hop Shop, Proof asked him, "What's your name? Your real name, no gimmicks." He was then introduced as Obie Trice, and has kept his real name as his rap name. Trice was introduced to Eminem through D12 member Bizarre. Hot Rapper: Obie Trice. Rolling Stone. Accessed January 22, 2008. Later, Trice received a call from his manager informing him that he would be having dinner with Eminem, and later that night they went to a Kid Rock party.
Before first major release, early years on Shady Records
As an acquaintance of D12 member Bizarre, Obie was signed after a personal introduction to Eminem allowed him to impress the Detroit rap legend in-person. The general public were first introduced to Obie on D12's Devil's Night album on a skit. His one-line opener ("Obie Trice: Real name, no gimmicks" - taken from his song "Rap Name" and referring to the lack of a rap pseudonym) on Eminem's lead single; "Without Me", off the critically-acclaimed and commercially successful The Eminem Show increased public awareness of his name and slogan. Obie also appeared in the video for the song, body-slamming a dummy representing Moby. Appearances on DJ Green Lantern's official Shady Records Invasion mixtape series, allowed him to further his public recognition.
In 2002, Trice appeared in 8 Mile as one of the rappers in the Chin Tiki parking lot scene. Trice also has a featured appearance as Big Pimpin' in the Detroit made independent feature film Life Goes On, which will premiere at the Cannes International Film Festival in May 2006.
A short while before the first Invasion mixtape was released, he became involved in the Eminem-Benzino beef after being called out by Benzino with the line "Obie Trice/You's a buster" in a diss-track directed at Eminem and Shady Records. In response to Benzino, Obie released the track "Welcome to Detroit City" (a track over the beat from Cam'ron's song "Welcome to New York City") on the first Invasion mixtape. He also joined his label-mates in the highly publicised Ja Rule-50 Cent beef but never received a direct response from Ja Rule.
Cheers
His debut album Cheers was released on September 23, 2003 with its first single "Got Some Teeth" being well received on radio in a number of countries. He also released the songs "Don't Come Down" and "The Set Up". The album consists of 17 tracks with production from Eminem, Dr. Dre, Timbaland, Mike Elizondo, Emile, Fredwreck and Denaun Porter. Artists featuring on Cheers include Busta Rhymes, Eminem, Dr. Dre, Nate Dogg and D12 among others. The album was eventually certified platinum by the RIAA.
Second Rounds On Me
As of 2005 he has begun work on his second album, entitled 2nd Rounds On Me, which was expected later that year. Never making the 2005 calendar mark, Obie set sights on releasing it in 2006. Although the album will be released by Shady Records, it will feature a lineup primarily comprised of local Detroit rappers with decreased presence from Eminem and other Shady/Aftermath artists.
Shooting
On December 31, 2005, Trice was shot twice while driving on the Lodge Expressway by Wyoming Avenue in Detroit. One of the bullets entered his skull. Trice was able to drive off the expressway, where his girlfriend waved down police. He was taken to Providence Hospital and released later that day. Doctors are still contemplating whether or not to remove the bullet which entered his head, as it may be too dangerous to operate.
Leaving Shady Records, current situation
Obie Trice left Shady Records on June 26, 2008, because of a dispute because Interscope claimed they would not fund another Obie Trice CD. This news was first put into circulation by Hip-Hop blog Urban Lookout; a few days after they broke the news, a track (Giants) leaked confirming the rumor. Even though Obie has left Shady Records, Eminem's manager Paul Rosenberg says that Eminem and Obie are still close friends, and that Eminem will still work with Obie Trice on future projects.
Discography:
Cheers (2003) - Platinum
2nd Rounds On Me (2006) Released:August 15, 2006
Featured/Other songs:
"Doe Ray Me": D12 and Obie Trice
"Love Me": Eminem, 50 Cent and Obie Trice
"Drips": Eminem and Obie Trice
"Spend Some Time": Eminem, 50 Cent, Stat Quo and Obie Trice
"Adrenaline Rush": Obie Trice
"Fok de Macht": The Opposites and Obie Trice
"Loyalty": D12 and Obie Trice
"Doctor Doctor": Bizarre and Obie Trice
"72nd & Central": Proof, J-Hill and Obie Trice
"Stay Bout It": Obie Trice and Stat Quo
"Growing Up in the Hood": The Game and Obie Trice
"Hennessey": 2Pac and Obie Trice
"Drama Setter": Tony Yayo, Eminem, and Obie Trice
"It Has Been Said": Eminem, Diddy and Obie Trice
"War": Trick Trick and Obie Trice
"Hustler": 50 Cent and Obie Trice
"Get That Money": 50 Cent, Obie Trice, and Lloyd Banks
"Get That Money (remix)": 50 Cent, Obie Trice, Lloyd Banks, and Krondon
Ghetto
Obie Trice Lyrics
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Ghetto, ghetto, ghetto, ghetto
[Chorus:Repeat x2]
I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come
Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run
You ain't shit without no gun
In the ghetto (ghetto)
I'm from where diapers full of feces
We's endangered species
Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
You ain't seen nothing this obscene from no TV
You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy
Ch-ch-ch-ha-ha-ha, Jason Vorhee's
You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me
[Chorus]
I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitroglycerin
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of
Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
To my tongue, numb from the shit
My nuts hung since I was a young one
And that's just the slum fuck of it
I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
My momma can't save me her gender is wrong
On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
What? His momma died from a lump in her D cup
Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
It's like a habitual situation, we stuck
The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
[Chorus]
I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
Pimping the government cause government pimping us
Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds
But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody
I'm from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins
[Chorus]
Whoaa!
The song "Ghetto" by Obie Trice featuring Trey Songz paints a vivid picture of the struggles and harsh realities of living in the ghetto. The chorus sets the tone of the song, stating that the ghetto is a place where cops don't come, bugs don't run, and without a gun, you're nothing. The song talks about living in poverty, where even something as basic as diapers for babies are a luxury. Obie speaks about walking on the streets where dead bodies are found, and one has to walk around them. He describes the environment as so unsafe that it is something not seen on TV, and only those who have lived them can understand.
The lyrics continue to talk about the hopelessness and despair that comes with living in such conditions. The artists describe living in the ghetto as a jungle, where people are fighting for survival. It is upheld by poor decisions, but in the absence of any other opportunities, it is a means to go on. The song speaks about the terror of growing up, with no one to trust, as even parents can't protect, as they become casualties of the environment. The song reflects the reality of life in the ghetto, where surviving is a victory, and the streets are far from safe, with pervasive violence.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm from the motherfucking slums where the cops don't come
I come from an impoverished neighborhood where law enforcement is absent.
Turn the lights on and the bugs don't run
The poverty is so extreme that bugs are used to the darkness.
You ain't shit without no gun
To achieve any modicum of prominence in my community, owning a firearm is mandatory.
I'm from where diapers full of feces
I come from a place where basic functions of human existence are often neglected.
We's endangered species
The people who grow up in neighborhoods like ours are victims of institutional neglect.
Bodies lay in traffic, that's right, where the streets be
Violence is so prolific here that dead bodies often create traffic blockages.
You ain't seen nothing this obscene from no TV
What I've seen in my life is so terrible, it would never be broadcasted on television.
You would have to be me to feel what Obie's speaking
No description can do justice to the feelings of hopelessness and desperation that permeate these ghetto communities.
Bodies leak like steel pipes, it's real creepy
Death is so commonplace that the sight of a dead body is almost mundane.
You're boring me with your story, I'm a Detroitee
My experiences in Detroit are so unique and harrowing, that the struggles of others seem insignificant to me.
Craft took my mind so the craft exploits me
The negative circumstances of my upbringing have had a permanent effect on my psychological well-being, and the only opportunities available to me are those that continue to exploit me.
I got no pot to piss in, en route to prison
With no resources or opportunities to improve my situation, it often seems inevitable that I will end up incarcerated.
You don't want it with us nigga, we strapped with nitro glycerin
We live in circumstances that are so extreme, we have resorted to carrying nitroglycerin to weapons to protect ourselves.
Our ambitions is some riders, thriving off poor decisions
Our aspirations are driven by recklessness, because we are products of environments that offer no other means of advancement.
A blessing nigga still living, still pimping, still visions of
It's considered a blessing just to still be alive, and even those who are alive still rely on pimping to get by.
Sitting in that foreign whip, whipping up cola take a lick
Despite everything, we still have aspirations of success and wealth, and attempt to achieve it by selling drugs.
My nuts hung since I was a young one
Since adolescence, I have had a sense of bravado and rebelliousness to fight against my circumstances.
And that's just the slum fuck of it
And that's just the bare minimum of what life is like in these slums.
I'm pumped daddy gone but, gun in my palm
With a lack of positive role models and adults around to help, the only sense of security we have is in our guns.
My momma can't save me her gender is wrong
Growing up in a single-parent household often means we lack the guidance and protection of fathers.
On my own in this jungle that niggaz call home
We are effectively on our own and must rely only on ourselves to survive.
What? His momma died from a lump in her D cup
Even death is caused by systemic issues: the lack of access that many black women face when trying to navigate the healthcare system.
Police freeze 'em up for serving these glucks
Even when we are just trying to make a living or support our families, police often make it their business to obstruct our work.
It's like a habitual situation, we stuck
The cycle of poverty, violence, and criminality is so pervasive that it feels impossible to break free from it.
The ritual is for niggaz to grab they nuts
As a way of asserting dominance and showing strength, many men in these communities grab their genitals.
And just soak all this bullshit up, where I'm from?
We are so used to the terrible circumstances we live in, we've become numb to the realities of our situation.
I'm from real bridge cause, for niggaz living hard
I come from a community where struggles are commonplace.
Welfare scarers just most chicks'll buy them broad
Most people in my community rely on government assistance.
Pimping the government cause government pimping us
The government takes advantage of our dire situation to create dependent relationships where they offer us minimal support in exchange for their own benefits.
Rather see 'em suffering then niggaz live it up
There is a prevalent sense that the government (and society as a whole) would rather see us suffer than rise out of poverty.
Cause you ain't heard? Bird got birds
Drug dealers and criminals are seen as successful role models because they have resources and power.
But the nigga got murd' cause niggaz felt he ain't deserve
Unfortunately, these modes of success often end in early death, as those who achieve power often become targets for those around them.
What he was worth, he ain't a real nigga from the turf
People who betray their own communities (often by using their success to leave) are not respected.
He was birth with money, that's why they left him bloody
Those who are born with resources and privilege are often the most dangerous, because they can use their wealth to exploit and betray those around them.
I'm from the streets where most these niggaz nutty
Some people in the ghetto neighborhoods around me are unpredictable and dangerous.
I adapt to em, I'm exactly in tuned with 'em
Growing up in difficult circumstances makes it necessary to adapt quickly and learn to survive.
Strapped with the Mac that extract flesh from humans
People in my neighborhood carry weapons that are incredibly lethal, capable of killing easily.
Home sweet home, better known as The Ruins
Despite everything, the ghetto is still home and it's still loved by many who live there.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: JONATHAN ROTEM, TREMAINE NEVERSON, LEE HAZLEWOOD, OBIE TRICE
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