Chords for Obie Trice - Don't Come Down

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As [Cm] a child I was foul
Ma, I couldn't understand them things that came out your mouth
Daddy's ain't used to fuss, cuss till your blood [G] pressure was up
To give up and slouch on the couch and drink [Cm] your liquor
A hard-headed I [D] was
Quick [Ebm] temper, short attention span, [Cm] not attended class
What a [Bb] dummy
I would run over you, [F] honey
You confront me and say,
Obie, you no longer have [C] a mommy
Don't use my phone, don't even eat [Ab] my food
Matter of fact, don't speak
And it [Bb] was just me [Cm] and you in the house
With that mouse and them traps and [Gm] that
Waiting on the day for you to pull it [Cm] back
You're a [Bb] piece of shit
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[Cm] _ [Bb] Bro, _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _
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[Cm] kill me, [C] boy
That's what you wanna do, [Ab] kill me?
Ma, you're not [Bb] feeling me, the beeper's not that [C] drastic
You should be blasted, bastard, [Gm] you're lying
[G] You took plastic freezer bags with your dick [C] inside of them
She knew, [D] but she hated that it was [Eb] true
I done raised two [Ab] boys, I can do away [Cm] with you
The locks [Bb] changed, the nights got [Eb] colder
My fucking [D] boot is looking like a bow to [Cm] Toba
Shit, I'm the oldster, I'm down for mys, ma
She ride by my corner like I'm [D] not gonna [Cm] cry
I [G] would not reap the pain of watching my youngest man
On the corner
She hated her [Cm] corner
Don't [Bb] call _ [Ab] _ _ [Cm] _ _
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[Cm] me, don't [Bb] call me, _ [Ab] _ _ [Bb] don't call me
[Cm] Don't call me, [Bb] don't [Fm] call me, don't call me
Ma, [Cm] even though I left the [C] house wrong
17 years old on my [Ab] own
Using these [Cm] streets as my home
There's no need to [Bb] prolong this beef, dear, I [G] love you
Miss Eleanor Trice, I place no one above [Cm] you
You the reason [D] when I hustled, I knew to [Eb] stack
The reason when I [Ab] opened up mics, I knew to [Cm] rip
The ethics you [Eb] installed in this hectic game, [G] brother
Rubbed off after all, now look at your [C] boy
When they ask about me now, you gon' just [Ab] put your head down
Straighten up, [Eb] ma, you can smile now, [Cm] proud
Everything's [C] kosher with the bolster, it's [Gm] oaster
Let's get closer, so regrets never her [Cm] post
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