Lay Down

Lay Down - Obie Trice

You can get popped it's a possibility up in my vicinity

Poppin off with that hostile energy

In a hospital when the doctor get at em

When adrenaline's mixed with an obnoxious temperment

Honestly I got a monster pistol grip the 9 commence

To spit non of yall exempt from it

Spit spit past tense from it you get stiff from it

Church mask in ya box from it I will never let 'em

Give it to me I gotta live to be one hundred and three

Gotta reach my epitome

Or decease my enemy and receive my penalty ni**a

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )

I ain't tryin to be cocky wit it

But im the ni**a from the block that did it

Got a 9 that's livid Ain't tryin to see the box in prison

Get knocked outta my position Now I got a pot to piss in

Pissed off motherf**kers mouth off *****in

Prolly cuz he lackin b**ches

So his wack decisions get mad at the ni**a that's gettin 'em

That's when he see that that's the ni**a that's hittin

Him wit a vigorous pistol over this rediculous issue

Dismiss you in attempt to take me out my mothaf**kin temple ni**a

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )

Niggas get nauseated an artist made it

Had it hard against odds and emancipated

To the floss big cars God damn they hate it to see the lady

They dated catering to the latest

Shadiest artist up in my radius

Get faded wit a plated revolver

Rated me R haters get faded wit horror

Erased no faith for tomorrow All cuz he think he hard tough

Got a carcus

He was runnin at the mouth hush I will never let 'em give it to me

I gotta live to be one hundred and three

Gotta reach my epitome or decease my enemy

And receive my penalty That'll be the end of he

Tryin to cease my entity

It's fin' to be the end of his identity when I tell him to

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )

Lay down!(Lay down )Imma man man

I ain't runnin' Imma stand wit my gun in my hand

I got plans and a place to be.(Ni**a lay down )