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Obie Trice - Dont Come Down Lyrics

[Chorus]
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out
So when you find yourself please believe...

[Verse 1]
As a child I was foul
Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out your mouth.
You would fuss, cuss till your blood pressure was up..
Then give up and slouch on the couch,
..And drink ya liquor.
A hard headed nigga I was, quick temper
Short attention span not attending class, what a dummy/
I'll 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 of fact we don't speak and it was just me and you
In the house with the mouse and the traps and that gat
Waiting on the day for u to pull that trigger back

[Chorus]
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you)
So when you find yourself please believe...

[Verse 2]
"You trying to kill me boy, that's what you wanna do?
kill me!" Ma you're not feeling me,
The beepers not that drastic. "You blasted bastard you're lying, lying!
You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em"
She knew but she hated that it was true
"I dun raised 2 boys I can do away with you"
The locks changed and the nights got colder.
I'm slangin boulders looking like I'm boota toker
But fuck it I'm the O'ster I'm down for mine's my
She ride by my corner like "I'm not gone cry"
I'm will not reek of pain, of watching my youngest man
...on the corner slangin Cain. (I'm calling' the cops)

[Chorus]
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you)
So when you find yourself please believe...

Even though I left the house wrong
Seventeen years old on my own
Using these streets as my home
There's no need to prolong this beef dear I love you
Miss Eleanor Trice, I place no one above you
You the reason, when I hustle, I knew to stack
You the reason when I opened up mics, I knew to rip. The ethics you enstored
In this hectic young brotha rubbed off after all, now, look at your boy.
When they ask about me now, you don't just put your head down
Straighten up ma you could smile now proud
Everything's kosher with the boisterous O'ster
Let's get closer, so regrets Never Approach us.

[Chorus x2]
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (I'm sorry)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Messed up)
Don't Come Down, Things Could Always Work Out (Mom I love you)