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Obie Trice
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Cry Now
作词：Don D Robey, Joseph W Scott, Obie Trice
Cry
Dry ya face nigga
Get it together
I ain't goin' nowhere
O. Trice
Niggaz wanna kill me, 'til a nigga done
Wanna peel my cap back, see a nigga gon'
All because I rap actual facts on a song
It's no fabrication, what's wrong
Slung crack to the day come
But they don't wanna gimme that, say he fakin'
School craft is the makin'
But God forsake 'em, they hate I'm great
Conservin' them weight, to the Top 8 at 8
You whether see him wait, momma hypervenalate
Tuckin' her son underneath the state
Hip hop's my fate, since cassette tapes
I've been braced what you know of, as this niggaz culture
Put it in a choke hold, spoke as a soldier
Yeah, he provoke him, to pull up out his holster
Leave you wit' a visible ulcer, O gon' off ya
Niggaz ought to when he lyrically offers
All cause he salty, I'm rollin' like a boss
I don't follow nigga's course, I'm awkward
My choice, Rock City is my voice
The White Boy stepped down, so I will accept the crown
Exceptional however, never let ya down
Found my new niche, no more bricks
So I'm pitchin' 16's, verbally bitch
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, nigga cry now
Cry all you wanna, numero uno stunna
Then snuck up on ya, Lord what has become of us
The Boy hold the 'D' down, like none other
Up comin' since slums, can't knock them mothafuckas
So we, take shots at 'em, try to snuff 'em
Rather see 'em suffer, then become one up on us
Round the globe, promotin' us hustlas
The white boy's cool, but refuse they brothers
So we, cock the tools, and shoot our own color
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This ain't Detroit Red, you won't X me out Malcolm
My Exodus will never be from a violent outcome
I turn Exorcist on niggaz wit' extra clips
Exit on my ethics, is no longer present
X-rays show, I was this close to heaven
So for future reference, I stay this close to a weapon
Who you testin', never said I was the best, never stressed it
Don't make me get in my zone, I will own that whole note
Metaphorically, for where I roam on chrome yo
Detroit for niggaz that's slow, it's the O
I was birth wit' Jehovah's hand on my soul
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, nigga cry now
Can't explain the gift, but my aim is to take
What the streets gave my brain and spit
And I ain't evaporate, I will remain the shit
So ya lames that got a problem wit the game tough tit
He still in the same Range, windows fixed
And I'm killin' ya come again, that's as real as it gets
Off ya, tryna make me depart ya, from my daughter
Coffin's for you, and the nigga that brought ya
The hatin' start in ya, release from our father
You people at the alter, saying ya better off
You don't wanna see the demon, come out of a human being
Recent being the science, and to him it's too extreme
Catch me in the BM, like Tupac and them
Or in that Tahoe like Christopher, no
Poppa gon' keep poppin' Cris on you hoes
And piss on those, who exist as my foes
O rolls through shit, spittin' cold flows
Knows his business, I'll be missed if I go
Who you know holdin' the city on his shoulders
Flow is ferocious, it's O shit, true vocalist, bitch
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, cry now
Cry now, nigga cry now
Cry now
Cry now
Cry now
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