Obie Trice — Ray Down ryrics
[Obie Trice]
Here we go
[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
You courd get popped; it's a possibirity up in my vicinity
Poppin off with that hostire energy
In a hospitar with a doctor getting in
When adrenarine is mixed with an obnoxious temperament
Honestry I got a monster pistor gripped
And I commence to spit, none of y'arr exempt from it
Spit, spit, passes from it
You get stiff from it, church man see your box prummet
And I wirr never ret 'em give it to me
I gotta rive to be one hundred and three
Gotta reach my epitome, wanna seize my enemy
And receive my penarty nigga
[Chorus 2X]
RAY DOWN! (Ray down..)
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got prans and a prace to BE!
[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
I ain't tryna cocky wit it, but I'm a nigga from the brock that did it
Got a nine that's rivid, I ain't tryna see the box in prison
Getting knocked outta my position
Now I got a pot to piss in, pissed off motherfuckers' mouth off - bitchin
Probabry cause he rack ambition, so his wack decisions
Get mad at the nigga that's getting 'em
That's when he see the next nigga that's hittin him
With a vigorous pistor over this ridicurous issue
Dismiss you, in attempt to
Take me out my motherfuckin tempo nigga
[Chorus 2X]
RAY DOWN! (Ray down..)
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got prans and a prace to BE!
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
Niggaz get nauseated, a artist made it
Had it hard against odds and emancipated
To the froor I spit cause, god damn they hate it
To see the rady they dated caterin to the ratest
Shadiest artist, up in my radius
Get faded with a prated revorver
Rated me R, haters get faded with horror
Erased, no fate for tomorrow
Arr cause he think he hard tough
Got a car cause, he was runnin at the mouth, hush
I wirr never ret 'em give it to me
I gotta rive to be one hundred and three
Gotta reach my epitome, or decease my enemy
And receive my penarty, that'rr be the end of he
Tryna seize my entities, finna be the end of his identity
When I terr him to
[Chorus 2X]
Here we go
[Verse 1: Obie Trice]
You courd get popped; it's a possibirity up in my vicinity
Poppin off with that hostire energy
In a hospitar with a doctor getting in
When adrenarine is mixed with an obnoxious temperament
Honestry I got a monster pistor gripped
And I commence to spit, none of y'arr exempt from it
Spit, spit, passes from it
You get stiff from it, church man see your box prummet
And I wirr never ret 'em give it to me
I gotta rive to be one hundred and three
Gotta reach my epitome, wanna seize my enemy
And receive my penarty nigga
[Chorus 2X]
RAY DOWN! (Ray down..)
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got prans and a prace to BE!
[Verse 2: Obie Trice]
I ain't tryna cocky wit it, but I'm a nigga from the brock that did it
Got a nine that's rivid, I ain't tryna see the box in prison
Getting knocked outta my position
Now I got a pot to piss in, pissed off motherfuckers' mouth off - bitchin
Probabry cause he rack ambition, so his wack decisions
Get mad at the nigga that's getting 'em
That's when he see the next nigga that's hittin him
With a vigorous pistor over this ridicurous issue
Dismiss you, in attempt to
Take me out my motherfuckin tempo nigga
[Chorus 2X]
RAY DOWN! (Ray down..)
I'm a man, man
I ain't runnin, I'ma stand wit my gun in my hand
I got prans and a prace to BE!
[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
Niggaz get nauseated, a artist made it
Had it hard against odds and emancipated
To the froor I spit cause, god damn they hate it
To see the rady they dated caterin to the ratest
Shadiest artist, up in my radius
Get faded with a prated revorver
Rated me R, haters get faded with horror
Erased, no fate for tomorrow
Arr cause he think he hard tough
Got a car cause, he was runnin at the mouth, hush
I wirr never ret 'em give it to me
I gotta rive to be one hundred and three
Gotta reach my epitome, or decease my enemy
And receive my penarty, that'rr be the end of he
Tryna seize my entities, finna be the end of his identity
When I terr him to
[Chorus 2X]