Obie Trice - Cry Now Lyrics:
Shady, old mix
Back, second round`s on me
Kuniva, Cashis, Stat Quo, Bobby Creekwater
Obie Trice, what?

*** didn`t kill me
Now a **** gon` get
Peel my cap back, I`m never at home
I`m somewhere with my **** restin` on a **** tongue

Sippin` on Don Perion while she`s sippin` up them ****
Yeah, bet you hate the news holmes
You probably somewhere sittin` on the stoop huh
Sippin` on the **** plottin` to **** me later huh

When will a hater learn I`m too great on a song
I **** on the corner, send weight to the coroner
When courage make `em turn performer
I transform into Uma Thurman, a dude`s virgin

Verses lettin` superfulious with no purpose ****
Continue to walk this earth`s surface
I was birthed for hip-hop branch out my services
Ya try to **** this **** that`s comin` from the same turf as yas
What nerves have yas

**** because your hussles ain`t worth a ****
I`m gettin` rich I`m on my way to Hugh Hefner`s
Dig? With a **** you in the trenches tryin` to reach it big
On another rapper`s **** go on represent where you live

Know you annoyed but don`t make the mistake
I`m state to state in that Honda ****, not an Accord
I`m in that Honda G4 you will never afford
And yup it`s probably ease when a **** is on board

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

I`ll be damned if I let a **** lay his hands on me
I`ll lay his **** out and park a grand dam on him
The city where the weak survive and the strong die
Where beef collides **** happen and hit the wrong guy

I done seen the worst of the worst and what can be worse
Than a verse about **** dispersed up in your shirt
The streets is like a curse **** frontin` for a ****
It`s like you beggin` to die like bear huntin` with a switch

A part of my heart is gone I could never smile the same
**** finger is itchy it`ll take awhile to tame
Detroit is hella dirty but the dozen can fix it
Resist and the biscuit will exceed the distance

And bounce off one`s home hit and riquoche off a kid`s trombone
Right to where you **** lay
Obie can tell you that death is just a few inches away
Y`all shed tears but y`all can get your feel of it today

I know
I know
I know
I know

Laugh now cry never my **** is a body part
Hit him with just enough **** to make his body hard
Now I feel like we even see Creek is here
To shine a light on you **** diseasin`

Soon as I get my karma right on Lindsy Rose I`m leavin`
Load up a **** and make it dark on them heroes I`m cheesin`
**** they got snitches on the clock gotta watch what I`m sayin`
Me buy a **** a couple rocks and the watch quit playin`

Back on my greasy my neezy nobody bread whippin
And for them ****` spectators I brought the band with me
Halftime **** and grab pine you will never grab mine ****
The dolli`s was lyin` when he said you was gon` be fine ****

Cashis

Witness art of war in the phyical
Since raw coke was rushed through my umbilical
And no words from cash mouth is fixin`
Ready with dope **** I`m ever dissin`

My aura of war is raw to the core
The surface of the street when I walk through the door
My purpose is to move up pull tools you perpin`
Watch me overthrow the government in my turban

Plot up and line up solo mia
Prayin` to proof I`m searchin` for Jerry Garcia
Talk to my brother gone in the streets of the D
I`m talkin` to **** and hopin` **** waitin` on me

Take the first shot then, the second round`s on me
And when the wars on the other side, me and my brother ride
I don`t rap for the plaques my contracts signed just for scraps
To get you wack ****

With a gun with a **** with a bat
Take a **** through the lung, get you right what you rappin` ****
I`m born crazy raised in more fame
It`s the clappin` down **** for entertainment

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Young stack he the **** on tuck want war
I don`t give a **** till you kiss and pucker up
It`ll lift `em up believe me you`ll flow
Duracell is your family heart broke

Lookin` like an artichoke vegetable
Ho`s stiff **** paralyzed from the neck down
My goon stick **** turn soldiers to stick figures
Hand on **** real life born ****

We roll out like four wheelers, **** sent us
From backstabbers and gold diggers tipsy off brown liquor
Watch me obnoxious broad call me c**ky
Poppin` long **** stabbed it out the box like hockey

Especially when a **** ride it like jockey
From the Benz to the range to the black Joloppy
I`m the **** the only one who ain`t heard is Foxy
Formalize a plan no man can stop me ball all, Stat Quo understand
Ya copy?

I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know, cry now
I know

Shady
It`s the re-up

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