OB - Revenge lyrics
[Verse 1] Growing up I see my mama There was so much drama, n***as cheating on her Beating on her Shove her on the ground, they put they feet up on her And I was too small to fight I just sit there in the corner But if I had a gun guaranteed he would be a goner (BLAOW!) It's safe now mama he can't hurt you no longer You don't need a man I'll be your man, really Take my hand, let's go to a movie I want to see "Free Willy" That's just wishful thinking Wishing life was perfect Instead I live my life wondering if living my life was worth it Especially when she met this one n***a, such a shame From the moment that they met I knew his a** was a lame I just knew that he'd be gone just as fast as he came But little did I know soon she would have his last name Are you serious mama? This n***a? At fourteen I could look at his eyes and tell that he was just a b**h n***a When you was home everything was bliss mama Soon as you left, everything was switched mama When I finally told you, you got so pissed mama I just want to believe you when you say you ain't know 'bout this mama He would call me to the basement to relieve his stress Slapping me across the face, punching me in the chest Picking me up by my neck Choke me against the wall Holding me for like twenty seconds until he finally let me fall Gasping for breath Bleeding from my head Face red Feeling like I was only seconds away from being dead Tears fall, I'm pissed off Contemplating swinging back I got my fist balled But my life ain't something that I wanted to risk, no So I just take my beating Hoping the neighbours can hear me screaming I don't understand how an angel can fall for such a demon What's the meaning? Tell me what's the meaning? [Verse 2] Uh, black on black, black tee, pair of black jeans With a black mask on a mission to k** his black a** Strapped with a gat Tucked where my nutsack at In the back of a 'llac With the window cracked While I'm smoking a jack Uh, I'm seeming relaxed but on the inside I'm screaming "attack!" The sweet taste of revenge on my tongue I'm fiending for that Pull up to the crib where he live at I'm itching to get the gun and hop up out the whip I tell my homie keep the engine running Now walk up I ring the bell like I'm finna sing Christmas carol Put the gun up to the door So he's looking right down the barrel When he goes to check the peep-up he ain't even check to see "What the f**?" "What's up motherf**er bet you wasn't expecting me!" Turns to run so I chase him all through the halls of his place Then he races straight to the basement Ironic, what perfect placement It's locked so I kicked the door down He's cornered nowhere to go now When finally it's 'bout to go down Sit back and enjoy the show now [Outro] (phone rings) "Aw fu- who the f** is calling me right now, sh** Yo, where's my pho- Yo don't f**in' move! I sw- I swear to god don't f**in' move yo. Stay your little b**h a** right there yo f** is my phone? Shh, shh. Didn't I - where the f** you think you goin' dog? Get your f**in' a** -" (slapping) (phone stops ringing) "Get your -" (smack) "Yeah n***a, stay your a** right - f**, man, you made my miss my f**in' call dog. sh**!" (You have two new messages) (beep) "Hey CJ, it's mommy. Uhm... calling you," (clears throat) "first of all, to see how you were doing, and I do hope everything is well I saw something that I just want to uhm, get clarification on and uh..." (deep breath) "Now I really understand there may be a deep, deep reason... uhm... why you haven't really uh... stayed in touch, I'm not sure, but hon, I just - I need you to..." (deep breath) I need you to keep your head up, and I need you to stay focused on what it is that you are trying to do for your life. I need you to... uhm... really, really..." (deep breath) "Don't lower yourself to anyone's expectations. Don't lower yourself to anyone's ideals about you. Don't lower yourself to people's closed minded thinking. Don't lower yourself to jealously, and don't lower yourself to hate."