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Obie Trice

Obie Trice

Don't Come Down

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Don't come down things will always work out
Don't come down things will always work out
Don't come down things will always work out
So when you find yourself in peices

As a child i was fowl
(uh) Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out ya mouth (daddys ain't s**t)
You would cuss, fuss till your blood pressure went up, then give up and slouch on the couch and drink ya liqor (fk you dog)
A hard headed nigg* I was quick temper short attention span not attending class (no) what a dummy
I would run over you honey
You confront me and say Obie you no longer have a mommy
Don't use my phone don't even eat my food
Matter a fact, Dont speak
And it was just me and you in that house with that mouse and them traps and that gat, waitin on the day for you to pull the
trigger back
Chorus

Don't come down things will always work out (Im sorry)
Don't come down things will always work out (I messed up)
Don't come down things will always work out (Did wrong)
So when you find yourself in peices

You tryin to kill me boy (no)
Thats what you wanna do, kill me?
Ma, Your not feelin me the beepers not that drastic
Its the B blasted, b*stard
Your lyin (your lyin)
You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em
She knew, d*mn but she hated that it was true
I done raised two boys I can do away with you
The locks changed and the nights got colder
Im slangin bolders lookin like the bolda tolka
fk it im the obsta
I'm down for mounds ma, she ride by my corner
Like "Im not gone cry (no)
I will not reek the pain of watchin my youngest man (no no no)
On the corners slangin cane
Im callin the cops

chorus x2

Ma even though I left the house alone
I was seventeen years old on my own using these streets as my home (yea)
Theres no reason to prolong this beef dear I love you
Ms. Eleanor Trice I place no one above you
You the reason when I hustled I knew the stack
The reason when I opened up mics i knew to rip (rip dat)
The ethnics you instilled on this hectic young brother
Rubbed off after all
Now look at ya boy (Look)
When they ask about me now you don't gon just put ya head down
Straighten up ma you can smile now, proud
Everythings kosher with the boshterous obsta
Lets get closer
So regrets never aproach us

chorus x2

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