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
Go To Sleep
Obie Trice Lyrics
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Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
Coming to terms, where we can agree
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
We never met, but best believe you gon know me
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch!
We got you niggaz, nervous
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
And as I mold, I become a curse
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
Depicts fiction in his verse
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
The world believe you deceived just to speak
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch!
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
'cause it's all good, it's all right
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?
Now go to sleep bitch!
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
Go to sleep, bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
Go to sleep bitch! (what?)
Why are you still alive? Why, die motherfucker, ah, ah, ah
Go to sleep bitch!
All you motherfuckers, take that!
Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo
We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you
Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!
Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame!
Ahhh! Hahahaha
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha
In Obie Trice’s song, “Go to Sleep”, the artist is expressing his frustration towards his enemies. He says that he won’t eat, sleep, or even breathe until he sees his enemy in the dirt, permanently hurt. He states that there can be no reasoning between them and that they will forever be enemies. When they meet, he will show them a demon side that they’ve never seen before, and this will be displayed as a gangster beating himself. He refers to D-12, a rap group consisting of members such as Eminem and himself, thanking them for their help, but makes it clear that he will handle his enemies alone. Obie Trice then tells his enemies that they should die and “go to sleep”. He says this repeatedly, with increasing intensity as the song goes on.
Overall, the song is a representation of Obie Trice's gangster side, and how he can handle things on his own. He harshly describes his feelings towards his enemies, telling them to "go to sleep" to show his power and control over them. The lyrics also show that he has trust in himself and his ability to beat the bad guys alone, without the help of his crew.
Line by Line Meaning
I ain't gonna eat, I ain't gonna sleep
I won't rest or take a break until I achieve my goal.
Ain't gonna breathe, til I see, what I wanna see
I won't stop until I get the desired outcome.
And what I wanna see, is you go to sleep, in the dirt
I want you to be permanently hurt & eliminated.
Permanently, you just being hurt, this ain't gonna work
Anything short of permanent, physical retaliation won't do.
For me, it just wouldn't be, sufficient enough
Anything less wouldn't meet my needs.
'cause we, are just gonna be, enemies
You and I are destined to be foes.
As long as we breathe, I don't ever see, either of us
We'll remain enemies as long as we both live.
Coming to terms, where we can agree
We'll never come to a point of compromise.
There ain't gonna be, no reasoning, speakin wit me
There will be no talking or reasoning with me.
You speak on my seed, then me, no speak-a ingles
If you talk about hurting my family, I won't speak your language.
So we gonna beef, and keep on beefin, unless
We'll most likely end up in a long-term feud.
You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh
We'll only find closure when we meet face-to-face.
And settle this face to face, and you're gonna see
When we meet, you'll see my rage firsthand.
A demon unleashed in me, that you've never seen
You'll witness a never-seen-before level of my fury once we meet.
And you're gonna see, this gangster beat on himself
You'll be witness to gangster rapping at its finest.
I see you D-12, and thanks, but me need no help
I appreciate the offer from D-12 but I'll manage on my own.
Me do this one all by my lonely, I don't need fifteen of my homies
I can handle this alone without assistance from my fifteen companions.
When I see you, I'm seeing you, me and you only
I'm not interested in anything beyond our confrontation.
We never met, but best believe you gon know me
You may not know me but you'll learn soon enough.
When I'm this close, to see you exposed as phony
I'll be relieved to finally prove that you're fake.
Come on, bitch, show me, pick me up, throw me
I want you to pick me up and throw me.
Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me
Do as you planned and hold me.
You was gonna do, that's what I thought, you're pitiful
I knew that you weren't capable of hurting me.
I'm rid of you, all of you, Ja, you'll get it too!
I've had enough of you and Ja Rule will experience the same fate.
Now go to sleep bitch!
It's time for you to rest, permanently.
Die, motherfucker, die! Ugh, time's up, bitch, close ya eyes
It's time for you to die and accept your fate.
Why are you still alive? How many times I gotta say, close ya eyes?
Why haven't you died yet? How many times do I have to tell you to give up?
And go to sleep bitch! (what?)
It's time for your eternal slumber.
Die motherfucker die, bye, bye, motherfucker, bye, bye!
You're going to die, don't bother saying goodbye.
We got you niggaz, nervous
You're feeling the pressure.
On purpose, to hurt your focus, you'se not MC's, you'se worthless
I'm intentionally intimidating you to throw you off your game; you're not real rappers.
You'se not them G's, you'se a circus, you'se no appeal, please
You're not gangsters, you're a spectacle and hold no value.
You'se curtains, you use words, cool heard, slurred in two thousand third
You're finished; you use meaningless lyrics and have no real talent.
You'se purpin, you'se no threat, who's ya servin?
You're not intimidating; who are you trying to impress?
When lyrically oughta bury you beneath the dirt when
I should bury you with my superior lyrics.
You fuck with a label overseeing the Earth
Don't mess with the power of Shady Records.
Shady muthafucka, O. Trice's birth
Introducing Shady Records artist Obie Trice.
And as I mold, I become a curse
As my career develops, I become more of a threat to my opponents.
So we can put down the verse, take it to the turf
We can resolve this through our music or through the streets.
Cock and squeeze, and he who reach the hearse is he who
We'll battle it out until one of us dies.
Depicts fiction in his verse
You're a liar in your music.
And as I breathe, and you be deceased
Once you die, I'll continue to live on and prosper.
The world believe you deceived just to speak
The whole world knows that you're not authentic.
You'se not the streets, you'se the desk
You're not from the streets; you're a desk jockey.
Use not your chest nigga, use a vest
Don't try to fight me; use a bulletproof vest.
Before two's choose ya rest, you chose death
If you fight me, you're choosing death.
Six feet deep, nigga, that's the debt
Your grave will be six feet deep.
Hey dog, I'ma walk like a beast, talk like the streets
I'm going to walk and talk like a wild animal and street thug.
I'ma stay blazin New York wit the heat
I'll keep causing trouble with my lyrics in New York.
Stalk on the beat, walk wit my feet
I'll keep rapping while moving forward with my feet.
Understand my pain, the rain ain't sleet
Try to relate to my struggles involving real rain, not frozen sleet.
Peep how I'm moving, peep where I'm going
Observe my actions and track my progress.
Shit don't seep, then sleep not knowin
If you don't get the message, you'll regret it when it's too late.
But I'ma keep growing, getting larger than life
I'll keep getting stronger and more successful.
Easy-going with the same one that started the fight
I'm still buddies with the same person that started our issues.
He be knowing how dog get, when dog gon bite
He knows about my fierce temper when provoked.
Tried to show him the dog shit, it's dog for life
I've tried to prove it to him; we're enemies for life now.
Grand champ, and my Blood Line is tight
I'm the grand champion and my family is by my side.
'cause it's all good, it's all right
Everything is going okay.
Niggas tried to holla, but couldn't holla back
People have reached out, but I don't respond to them.
Now they gots to swallow, everything in the sac
Now they'll have to accept their fate.
Blood Line, and, we can go track for track
My family and I will battle any opponent on every level.
Damn dog, why'd you have to do them niggas like that?
Why did you have to demolish our opponents so harshly?
All you motherfuckers, take that!
All our opponents should take a moment to reflect on their defeat.
Here, take this too, bitch! Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh, Waaaaaahoo
Have some more of my incredible lyrics.
We're killing all you motherfuckers dead, all of you
We're defeating every single one of our opponents, completely.
Fake ass gangsters! No more press! No more press!
You're all phony gangsters and shouldn't get any more press.
Rot, motherfuckers, rot! Decay, in the dirt, bitch, in the motherfucking dirt!
May you rot in your grave forever.
Die nameless, bitch, die nameless! No more fame!
You'll die and be forgotten with no remaining fame.
Ah, hahahaha
Just a laugh after defeating my opponents.
Yo X, come on man, Obie, let's go, haha
The song is over and it's time to move on.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: EARL SIMMONS, OBIE TRICE, MARSHALL B. III MATHERS, LUIS EDGARDO RESTO, STEVEN LEE KING
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