Don't Come Down Lyrics - Cheers - Obie Trice

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 shit) 

You would cuss, fuss till your blood pressure went up, then give up and slouch on the couch and drink ya liqor (fuck you dog) 

A hard headed nigga 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) 

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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, bastard 

Your lyin (your lyin) 

You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em 

She knew, damn 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 

Fuck 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 

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(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)