Lay Down

"Lay Down"[Obie Trice]Here we go[Verse 1: Obie Trice]You could get popped; it's a possibility up in my vicinityPoppin off with that hostile energyIn a hospital with a doctor getting inWhen adrenaline is mixed with an obnoxious temperamentHonestly I got a monster pistol grippedAnd I commence to spit, none of y'all exempt from itSpit, spit, passes from itYou get stiff from it, church man see your box plummetAnd I will never let 'em give it to meI gotta live to be one hundred and threeGotta reach my epitome, wanna seize my enemyAnd receive my penalty nigga[Chorus 2X]LAY DOWN! (Lay down..)I'm a man, manI ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my handI got plans and a place to BE![Verse 2: Obie Trice]I ain't tryna cocky wit it, but I'm a nigga from the block that did itGot a nine that's livid, I ain't tryna see the box in prisonGetting knocked outta my positionNow I got a pot to piss in, pissed off motherfuckers' mouth off - bitchinProbably cause he lack ambition, so his wack decisionsGet mad at the nigga that's getting 'emThat's when he see the next nigga that's hittin himWith a vigorous pistol over this ridiculous issueDismiss you, in attempt toTake me out my motherfuckin tempo nigga[Chorus 2X]LAY DOWN! (Lay down..)I'm a man, manI ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my handI got plans and a place to BE![Verse 3: Obie Trice]Niggaz get nauseated, a artist made itHad it hard against odds and emancipatedTo the floor I spit cause, god damn they hate itTo see the lady they dated caterin to the latestShadiest artist, up in my radiusGet faded with a plated revolverRated me R, haters get faded with horrorErased, no fate for tomorrowAll cause he think he hard toughGot a car cause, he was runnin at the mouth, hushI will never let 'em give it to meI gotta live to be one hundred and threeGotta reach my epitome, or decease my enemyAnd receive my penalty, that'll be the end of heTryna seize my entities, finna be the end of his identityWhen I tell him to[Chorus 2X]