[Intro]

"Crrrry"

Dry ya face nigga (dry ya face nigga)

Get it together (get it together)

I ain't goin nowhere (nowhere)

O. Trice (O. Trice)

[Verse 1]

Niggas 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 (what's wrong)

Slung crack to the day come (day come)

But they don't wanna gimme that, say he fakin (fakin)

Schoolcraft is the makin (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 (Michigan)

Hip-Hop's my fate, since cassette tapes

I've been braced what you know of, as this niggas culture

Put it in a chokehold, spoke as a soldier (soldier)

Yea he provoke him, to pull up out his holster

Leave you wit a visible ulcer, O gon' off ya

Niggas 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

[Hook]

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Nigga cry now

[Verse 2]

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

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 niggas 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 {*click-clack*}

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 (fa sho')

Metaphorically, for where I roam on chrome yo (fa sho')

Detroit for niggas that's slow, it's the O

I was birth wit Jehovah's hand on my soul

[Hook]

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Nigga cry now

[Verse 3]

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 a-gain, that's as real as it gets

Off ya, tryna make me depart ya, from my daugh-ter

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 humen being

Recent being the sience, and to him it's too extreme

Catch me in the BM, like 2Pac 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!

[Hook]

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Cry now

"Crrrrrry now" Nigga cry now

[Outro]

"Crrrrrry now" {*to fade*}