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Artist/Band: Obie Trice
Lyrics for Song: Don't Come Down
Lyrics for Album: Cheers [2003]



[Chorus x1]

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 tears



[Verse1]

As a child I was fowl

Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out ya mouth

(Daddy's aint shit)

You would fuss, cuss til' your blood pressure was up

Then give up, slouch on the couch and drink your liquor (fuck you)

A hard headed nigga I was, quick temper

Short attention span, not attendin' class

What a dummy, I will 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 don't speak and it was just me and you

In a house with that mouse and them traps and that gat

Waitin' on the day for you to pull the trigger back



[Chorus x1]



[Verse 2]

Trying to kill me boy

That's what you wanna do, kill me

Ma, you're not feeling me

The beat was not that drastic

Blasting, Bastard, you're lying (your lying)

You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of 'em

She knew, but she hated that it was true

I didn't raise 2 boys, I can do away with you

The locks changed and the nights got colder

I'm slinging boulders, looking like a boulder toker

But fuck it I'm the Obester

I'm down for Mas man

She rabbed out my corner like "I'm not gonna cry"

"I will not reap the pain, watching my youngest man"

"On the corner slingin' cain" (I'm callin' the cops)



[Chorus x1]



[Verse 3]

ma, Even though I left the house grown

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 the stack

The reason when I opened up mics I knew the rip

The ethics you installed in this hectic young brother

Rubbed off after all, now look at your boy

When they ask about me now you wont just put your head down

Straighten up ma, you can smile now proud

Everything's kosher with the boustrous Obster

Lets get closer, to repress never approach us



[Chorus x2]


Album Lyrics: Cheers [2003]


Obie Trice
"Cheers [2003]"


1. Average Man
2. Cheers
3. Got Some Teeth
4. Lady
5. Don't Come Down
6. The Set Up
7. Bad Bitch
8. Shit Hits The Fan
9. Follow My Life
10. We All Die One Day
11. Spread Yo Shit
12. Look In My Eyes
13. Hands On You
14. Hoodrats
15. Oh!
16. Never Forget Ya
17. Outro
18. Synopsis