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オービー・トライス( Obie Trice )
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Cry Now
作詞:Don D Robey, Joseph W Scott, Obie Trice
Cry Dry ya face nigga Get it together I ain't goin' nowhere O. Trice
Niggaz wanna kill me, 'til a nigga done Wanna peel my cap back, see a nigga gon' All because I rap actual facts on a song It's no fabrication, what's wrong
Slung crack to the day come But they don't wanna gimme that, say he fakin' School craft is the makin' But God forsake 'em, they hate I'm great
Conservin' them weight, to the Top 8 at 8 You whether see him wait, momma hypervenalate Tuckin' her son underneath the state Hip hop's my fate, since cassette tapes
I've been braced what you know of, as this niggaz culture Put it in a choke hold, spoke as a soldier Yeah, he provoke him, to pull up out his holster Leave you wit' a visible ulcer, O gon' off ya
Niggaz ought to when he lyrically offers All cause he salty, I'm rollin' like a boss I don't follow nigga's course, I'm awkward My choice, Rock City is my voice
The White Boy stepped down, so I will accept the crown Exceptional however, never let ya down Found my new niche, no more bricks So I'm pitchin' 16's, verbally bitch
Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, nigga cry now
Cry all you wanna, numero uno stunna Then snuck up on ya, Lord what has become of us The Boy hold the 'D' down, like none other Up comin' since slums, can't knock them mothafuckas
So we, take shots at 'em, try to snuff 'em Rather see 'em suffer, then become one up on us Round the globe, promotin' us hustlas The white boy's cool, but refuse they brothers
So we, cock the tools, and shoot our own color もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com This ain't Detroit Red, you won't X me out Malcolm My Exodus will never be from a violent outcome I turn Exorcist on niggaz wit' extra clips
Exit on my ethics, is no longer present X-rays show, I was this close to heaven So for future reference, I stay this close to a weapon Who you testin', never said I was the best, never stressed it
Don't make me get in my zone, I will own that whole note Metaphorically, for where I roam on chrome yo Detroit for niggaz that's slow, it's the O I was birth wit' Jehovah's hand on my soul
Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, nigga cry now
Can't explain the gift, but my aim is to take What the streets gave my brain and spit And I ain't evaporate, I will remain the shit So ya lames that got a problem wit the game tough tit
He still in the same Range, windows fixed And I'm killin' ya come again, that's as real as it gets Off ya, tryna make me depart ya, from my daughter Coffin's for you, and the nigga that brought ya
The hatin' start in ya, release from our father You people at the alter, saying ya better off You don't wanna see the demon, come out of a human being Recent being the science, and to him it's too extreme
Catch me in the BM, like Tupac and them Or in that Tahoe like Christopher, no Poppa gon' keep poppin' Cris on you hoes And piss on those, who exist as my foes
O rolls through shit, spittin' cold flows Knows his business, I'll be missed if I go Who you know holdin' the city on his shoulders Flow is ferocious, it's O shit, true vocalist, bitch
Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, cry now Cry now, nigga cry now
Cry now Cry now Cry now
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