[Lyrics] Obie Trice - Lay Down

Titre : Lay Down
Artiste : Obie Trice
Album : Second Round's On Me
Année : 2006



Here we go... yeah yeah...

[VERSE]
You can get popped, its a possibility,
Up in my vicinity, popping off with that hostile energy.
In the hospital, when the doctor get at him
When adrenaline's mixed with an abnoxious temperment.
Honestly, i got a monster pistol-grip,
The nine commence to spit, none of y'all exempt from it.
Spit spit, pass ends from it, you get stiff from it,
Church lands-you in your box from it
I'd never let 'em give it to me, i gotta live to be 103,
Gotta reach my epitomy, or decease my enemy,
....and recieve my penalty.

[CHORUS]
LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
And i got plans and a place to be...

LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
And i got plans and a place to be...

LAY DOWN...

[VERSE]
I ain't tryin to be cocky with it,
But i'm a nigga from the block that did it, Got an honest living,
I ain't tryin to see the box or prison, gettin' knocked outta my position,
Now i got a pot to piss in, pissed off muthafuckas, my fault... Bitchin'
Probably because he lack addiction, so his whack decisions, get mad at the nigga that's givin 'em
Thats when you see the desolate nigga who's hittin' him, with the vic of his pistol, over this rediculous issue,
Dissmissal, in attempt to, take me at my motherfucking temple...

[CHORUS]
LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
And i got plans and a place to be...

LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
And i got plans and a place to be...

[VERSE]
Niggaz get nauceated, an artist made it, had it hard, against odds and emancipated,
To the floors, split cards, goddamn they hated to see the lady they dated catering to the latest,
SHADY-iest artist, up in my radius get faded with a plate of revolver, rated me R,
Haters get faded with horror, erased, no fate for tomorrow,
All 'cause he think he hard-tough, got a carcass, He was runnin' at the mouth, hush,
I would never let him give it to me, I gotta live to see 103,
Gotta reach my epitomy, or decease my enemy,
....and recieve my penalty, that'd be the inner-he, tryin to cease my entity,
Its finna be the end of this identity when I tell him to...

LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
and i got plans and a place to be...

LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin', im'a stand with my gun in my hand,
and i got plans and a place to be...

LAY DOWN... LAY DOWN...*Echo out*