| You could get popped; |
| it’s a possibility up in my vicinity
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| Poppin off with that hostile energy
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| In a hospital with a doctor getting in
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| When adrenaline is mixed with an obnoxious temperament
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| Honestly I got a monster pistol gripped
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| And I commence to spit, none of y’all exempt from it
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| Spit, spit, passes from it
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| You get stiff from it, church man see your box plummet
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| And I will never let 'em give it to me
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| I gotta live to be one hundred and three
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| Gotta reach my epitome, wanna seize my enemy
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| And receive my penalty nigga
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| LAY DOWN! |
| (Lay down.)
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| I’m a man, man
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| I ain’t runnin, I’mma stand wit my gun in my hand
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| I got plans and a place to BE!
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| I ain’t tryna be cocky wit it, but I’m the nigga from the block that did it
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| Got a nine that’s livid, I ain’t tryna see the box in prison
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| Getting knocked outta my position
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| Now I got a pot to piss in, pissed off motherfuckers' mouth off — bitchin
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| Probably cause he lack ambition, so his wack decisions
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| Get mad at the nigga that’s getting 'em
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| That’s when he see the next nigga that’s hittin him
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| With a vigorous pistol over this ridiculous issue
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| Dismiss you, in attempt to
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| Take me out my motherfuckin tempo nigga
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| LAY DOWN! |
| (Lay down.)
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| I’m a man, man
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| I ain’t runnin, I’mma stand wit my gun in my hand
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| I got plans and a place to BE!
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| Niggas get nauseated, a artist made it
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| Had it hard against odds and emancipated
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| To the floor I spit cause, god damn they hate it
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| To see the lady they dated caterin to the latest
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| Shadiest artist, up in my radius
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| Get faded with a plated revolver
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| Rated me R, haters get faded with horror
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| Erased, no fate for tomorrow
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| All cause he think he hard tough
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| Got a car cause, he was runnin at the mouth, hush
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| I will never let 'em give it to me
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| I gotta live to be one hundred and three
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| Gotta reach my epitome, or decease my enemy
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| And receive my penalty, that’ll be the end of he
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| Tryna seize my entities, finna be the end of his identity
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| When I tell him to |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lay Down, artist - Obie Trice. Album song Second Rounds On Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп