Don't Come Down
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"Don't Come Down" was Obie Trice's final single from his debut album Cheers. The song focuses on his childhood, more specifically his relationship with his single-parent mother.
Partly due to its subject matter, it is widely considered to be one of the best songs on Cheers.
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Lyric:
Don't come down things will always wake up Don't come down things will always wake up Don't come down things will always wake up So when you find yourself in pieces
As a child i was fowl (uh) Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out ya mouth (daddys ain't shit) You would cuss, fuss till your blood pressure went up, then give up and slouch on the couch and drink ya liquor (fuck you dog) A hard headed nigga I was quick temper short attention span not attending class (no) what a dummy I would run over you honey You confront me and say Obie you no longer have a mommy Don't use my phone don't even eat my food Matter a fact, Dont speak It was just me and you in that house with that mouse and them traps and they gat, waitin on the day when you gon pull the trigger back [Chorus]
Don't come down things will always wake up (Im sorry) Don't come down things will always wake up (I messed up) Don't come down things will always wake up (Did wrong) So when you find yourself in pieces
You tryin to kill me boy (no) Is that what you wanna do, kill me? You wanna kill me (kill me) Your not feelin me the beepers not that drastic Its the B blasted, bastard Your lyin (your lyin) You took plastic freezer bags with dope inside of em She knew, damn but she hated that it was true I done raised two boys I can do away with you The locks changed and the nights got colder Im slinging bolders lookin like the bolda tolka Fuck it im the osta Im down for mounds ride by my corner Like Im not gone cry (no) Not reek the pain of watchin my youngest man (no no no) On the corners slangin cane Im callin the cops
[chorus x2]
Ma even though I left the house alone I was seventeen years old on my own using these streets as my home (yea) Theres no reason to prolong this beef (yea i love you) Ms. Eleanor Trice I place no one above you You the reason when I hustled I knew the stack The reason when I opened up t mics i knew to rip (rip dat) The ethnics you instilled on this hectic young brother Rubbed off after all Now look at ya boy (Look) When they ask about me now you aint gon just put ya head down ma Straighten up ma you can smile now, proud Everythings kosher with the boshterous oysta Lets get closer The regrets never opposed us
[chorus x2]
