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KRAYZIE BONE lyrics : "Drama"

The drama just goes on and on
Drama be just part of my life
It's been like that since I was born

Yes I can run but I can't hide
Gonna be like that until I'm gone
Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me


Roll down my family tree with me
Give it up page to page

We never no stuggles
I never knew no hustlers like my
Daddy and Mamma so I

Gotta drop my P's
But I think way back in the day now
When moms and pops had my back

They stayed down
And gave us a place to lay down
But then

Then when the wind blew in
(?) the crackpot
But lately it's keeping my people up off the hinges

Can I get a witness baby
And I'm off the dope
Cause I'm gonna make me some money my own

Somebody tell me now where we went wrong
I'll bring my family back because they long gone
Now pops don't even come around

But I know pops got problems
Thats why your little ^!$$%s still down
With cha

But it hurts to see a family taking a beating
My sisters keep saying they hungry [hungry]
Got to come up on some way to feed em

Big (?) take a ride slide down 71 callin welfare
When the cheque come mom she hound everyone
So bang bang

Gotta get down for my thang
Swang with a my thugsters
Pump, we never did love ya

St. Claire struggler
Here your hustla baby


[Chorus x2]

I can't get away from all these dramas surrounding me

Hounding me
Heavily coming down on me
Drama be pounding my brain

Calling my name
These demons they seem to be following me
Come in all shapes and sizes

Enemies my friends it don't suprise me
I try to help ^!$$%s make better
But they ain't appreciate

^!$$%s they rather stay back in the ghetto
Well oh well
If thats how you want it ^!$$%

Then go ahead
But don't $#&@ with me
I'm up in this (*##$ like Micahel Jackson

I wish they'de leave me alone
Before I show the other side of me
Bang bang bang bang bang

Thats how it be
^!$$% gonna get violent
But if my so-called ex friends wanna try me

Bloody riot
Thats how we like it
You all invited

Get so heated you feel the temperature rising
So heated we spit black flames
4-page article

On the police
Couldn't find that them (*##$es was particles
For $#&@ing with me

And I'm down to stand on the frontline and get wild
One of the first to get up and get down
^!$$%s ain't knowin' the anger inside me
And then when I finally snap ^!$$% out
$#&@ up your sister your daddy your momma your brother

If you he some drama
C'mon c'mon c'mon.

[Chorus x2]

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