Talkin bout drama
I met a young brother, how young about eight
He seemed intelligent and rather quite straight
I greeted him, and struck a conversation
To see if the youngster had some self-motivation
Peace brother, what's your name, and how ya be
He said I be soon coming off the currency
I said gettin paid, he said yeah like my man's brother
Who has a condo he shares with his baby's mother
He said a condo beats my apartment
With no lights and no gas and much backed up rent
No hot water or heat, and invaded by plenty rats
That'll eat up the average alleycat
He said yeeahhhh boyyyeee, that's poverty
I said word, I know and it bothers me
Cuz we are the victims, of a situation
How wicked man, seperated
a nation and got us cold-killin off one another
(Word-word, to the mother)
It's getting hot, how hot, hotter than July
Cuz the murder and crime rate is rising very high
For example, in my neighborhood, it's so hot
I'm often woke up, from the alarming sound of a shot
So I'm thinking what, is my neighborhood a trap
Could this be the place marked X on the map?
Now I'm spotted like a target, in the shooting gallery
So I start to seek for a better salary
So I can escape from where, from this ghetto life area
Cause everyday you're getting scarier
*blam blam* and scarier and scarier
Causing mass hysteria, it's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not to be bold and disrespect the homeless
Cuz I can see that they suffer from a long list
From not having shelter, and out on the street
without a job and days without a bite to eat
Yo I feel for those, but here's another side
about some more people that's living on the outside
Because of the fact that they chose the wrong way
And it took em on a trip for a long day
Got to the point you started stealing from your house
Stalking the rooms late at night like a mouse
Your family's upset and you've got to go
When it's, five, below and we're ex-pecting snow
And then you're on the train with a cup in your hand
Kicking dirt, and making it look like sand
Then after you run that game for a while
You start sucking up tokens from out the turnstile
Are you that desperate, just to get a hit
Is it so effective that you won't quit, and yo
Why do you come to me crying the blues?
About you can't get a job well go sell some street news
Then you can get straight and be real
But you'd rather rob and steal
And that's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not wonderama
But I'm talkin bout drama
Here what I'm sayin?
I'm not talkin bout your mama
Nahhhh, but I'm talkin bout drama
Shaolin fist versus the llama
Talkin bout drama
(Kokane)
Ah yeah...
(Spice 1)
Murder is a part of the game and the jealous got me strapped
Crunch nappy sack, sick homies who got my back
Dead bodies, handcuffs, and house rage
Two and the one up on that dope track, sportin gangsta brains
Me and my homies feelin bail up in the hooptie
with the fifth degree in Martin, the car ain't startin
Some haters rolled up fo' deeper than the Chevy
Wavin Techs up in the air like Machine-Gun Kelly
I tell all my partners to bail up out the bucket
One raised the clout and the other gettin ducked quick
enough, been rough so I begin to bust, straight dome shots
droppin got them shakin like they cop lockin
Ski skirt clout smokin down the street
with his player partner beatin up at these niggas up in the other seat
I check myself see if I'm shot, but they don't hit me
Shoppers singin like Whitney they wanna fit me
With a Full Metal Jacket, but they don't get me
Not one bullet touch my body, not even nick me
We rushed my homie to the nearest Carsa hospital
But it's too late he all felt stiff like a pop sickle (damn!)
(Chorus w/variations: Kokane)
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop tryin to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
I don't give a fuck about you
As long as the pigs don't go step on my shoes
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
(Spice 1)
We shipped this spot for homicide, heat emergency
Feelin go perform my own open heart surgery
Because my partner shouldn't died like that
We gotta show my homie love and get them busters back
So we mobb through the ghetto lookin for revenge
But we can't find a soul, fools talkin bout us gettin cold
Behold a Chevy with gold deeds
could these be the headers who made my hooptie look like Swiss cheese
Fools musta turned the lights off and let's get closer
Don't let em see you pull your mask down, pull out the Dullja's
With tales from the creepin on the hush feelin leave fo' suckers in a dutch
The midnight drama don't stop so if you get some dirt
they'll dig you in the clear, cause player, you'll be outta here
We ain't no suckers, we doin it like John Gottie
We left them fools in the parkin lot with open bodies
(Chorus w/variations: Kokane)
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop tryin to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
I don't give a fuck about you
As long as the pigs don't go step on my shoes
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
(Spice 1)
We built up out the scene with out a clue
People call the police but that's all they can do
We hit the freeway in a bucket, feelin no remorse
We regulatin in the ghetto with deadly force
And ain't nobody tellin nothin about the decease
Cause if you snitch your family count will get decrease
up in the game them things gonna be poppin ya, 187 in the style of the Mafia
This ain't no business for busters, trick ass haters
Try their pager, jealous cause you livin major
Hit me on my pager, sharp as a razor
And suckers who don't feel me, get the Red Laser
And sicker than a hangover, fools try to slang boulders
but get snatched out their Range Rovers
(Chorus w/variations: Kokane)
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop tryin to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
I don't give a fuck about you
As long as the pigs don't go step on my shoes
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
Now I don't give a fuck about you
As long as the pigs don't go step on my shoes
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop tryin to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
Now I don't give a fuck about you
As long as the pigs don't go step on my shoes
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
Situations gotta stick, drama, I don't give a fuck about you, yeah
Situations gotta stick, I got my own cop tryin to test me
Got me caught up in this drama, yeah!
[";So much drama in the..."; -- Snoop Doggy Dogg]
Verse One: Ras Kass
No disrespect to the opposite sex
But I ain't flexed punani yet that's worth my royalty checks
Men be trying to get laid, women be trying to get paid
So, somebody gotta get played... {right}
Now you claim I'm runnin game and still let us run the train
Pulling Coolio's braids, it wasn't me, it was the fame
Let a dame complain about disrespecting my African queen
Ass hangin out them Daisy Dukes jeans, jockin
Damn I love civilization
Wants to know my occupation home location and means of transportation
The correct combination unlocked your placenta
I got a cellular phone with a rubber antenna
on a three story house, drive a four door Ac
Favorite song of all time Mobb Deep's ";Hit It From the Back";
Then jet, I turn a bitch into my favorite
She know my name cause I got more game than Sega CD
Chorus: Coolio, Ras Kass
You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back
You know it's drama, but it sound real good (3X)
You knew the game, and you still ended up on your back
Verse Two: Ras Kass
I try U.N.I.T.Y. but why?
Cause when I was lackin, bitches made me want to roll over and die
So now I lie, cause bitches are like flies {why?}
They attract to the best shit {oh!}
You gotta play Max Julian's role unless you plan on being celibate
Cause bitches want the money clip and whatever dick that comes with it
{The bitch} saw me in the Lex and didn't know it came from Avis
Now she's on the Tip like my name was John Davis
And I'm knowin what she thinks {what?}
I'ma sweep her off her feet because I bought the hoe a drink
Bitch, haha yeah I'm living nice, got a two o'clock flight to Atlanta
{Tomorrow} so maybe we can kick it {tonight}
Right there I knew my dick was getting wetted
Cause I played into this bitch's Cinderella complex
Whatever you want to hear, I can say
Forget the bitch the next day, instant replay
Chorus
Verse Three: Coolio
Yo Ras, let me talk about these bitches for a minute
But let's get it straight, when I say the word bitch
I don't mean all women
Cause hookers come a dime a dozen if you thought they wasn't
You can hit this hoe today, and tomorrow you can hit her cousin
Or her mama, you gots to have drama
Nigga flash some currency and go up in her auntie!
I'm talkin bout the skanless type loc
You know the type that seem to like the taste of swipe
Check it
When it comes to Saving Hoes Coolio ain't in it
Don't call me Captain, general, sergeant, or lieutenant
This ain't funny so don't you dare laugh
I gave the bitch my autograph, and she gave me some ass
But as soon as the hoe tried to get in my pocket
I shot her ass away from me *schch* like a skyrocket
Take it from a G, period, no comma, to keep these hookers
on they toes... you know the rest
Chorus
[INTRO: Odario]
Too much drama. These MCs trying to take what's not their's. They don't
know the deal. A yo, Spitz come here and tell them the deal.
[Spitz]
Yo, check it out
Sometimes we shine so bright it's devine
MCs staring at my mic have been known to go blind
You got two great minds intertwined to combine
An ultimate rhyme that's unmatched
We attack beats that make your neck snap back
And possibly the clash, no hope for a rematch
It's Maxmo the dispatcher in pursuit of sucker MCs
Calling for backup in case thses fools feeling lucky
[Odario]
Roger that dispatch
Received your call got your back
Head 'em off on the corner, peep straight and relax (?)
[Spitz]
He's heading right in your direction, I'm in hot pursuit
Oh shit! He seen me call, got shook changed his route
Pseudo effects(?), ran through Bar B-Q
Car two, you double back, I'm in fullout pursuit
If he thinks he's getting away, this cat's sniffing glue
So I flew over this fence dodging kids eatting hot dogs
Sucker you're out of shape, you sucking wind like you Boss Hog
Your lines got cocked back, my lines fully loaded
Should have stopped writing when your brain overloaded
Your head started to swell and your neck couldn't hold it
Toppled head over heals to the ground, body folded
Free advice, take notes but don't quote it
Look me dead in the eyes and tell me that you wrote it
You couldn't take the pressure and your f****** brain exploded
[Odario] Ahhh, damn!
"Mad drama" -- Jeru, scratched by DJ Hunnicut several times
[Odario]
Definition of a rhyming practician
On timing the rendition
Hold your rah, take a listen
Don't stop, fix your lonely condition
Watch what you're wishin'
Mark you proposition (proposition)
Mood Ruff don't die, we multiply
Well I, like to chillin'
Keep one eye... open
Top billin', scoping out the villian
No longer holding no we hoping and willing
To make some sense, can't be rapping again
Over my expense, now he running again
Done in, mad ones and dreams to making the coming up
Lost ones, you know they think they strong enough
I come out hardlife, po-po I make you wonder
I bring the drama, show ya lyrical thunder
Pull ya, pull pull we going under
Beneath the level with me the rhyme devil (devil)
I'm well defined within my theory
We cross the line the more the merry
Come on with me, let's be what we gotta
The MC, MC we keep it hotter
[Spitz]
Yeah we now infiltrate your entire being
This is how we bring it live to all them pepole still believing in
Ripping mics 'til the crowd goes deaf {deaf}
Dropping wax, mix it up like a chef {chef}
Body rocking 'til there's no moves left
Innovate new styles, expect nothing less
Never rest, perfectionists, none the less
You got extra chips
Well invest off the rest, we the next
It ain't a job, it's a reflex
Hit me with the mic and I spit text
"Mad Drama" -- Jeru, scratched DJ Hunnicut
The world is so dramatic.....
I can't believe
that we're still livin'
oh in this crazy crazy world
that I'm still livin'
with all the problems of the day
how can we go on
so tired of hearing people say how can we go on
fantasy people
make believe people
how can you go on
but you're still livin'
race relations, segregation, no occupation
world inflation, demonstration, miseducation
no celebration to celebrate your lives
listen people listen
lift up your hearts to GOD
lift up your soul
teach your children Wisdom
Reality today... so they can live tomorrow
I can't believe
that we're still livin'
oh in this crazy crazy world
that I'm still livin'
with all the problems of the day
how can we go on
so tired of hearing people say
how can I go on
fantasy people
make believe people
how can you go on
but you're still livin'
listen people listen
lift up your hearts to GOD
teach your children Wisdom
Reality today...
Wah wah one and one is two
We got a drama
I¡¯m watching TV and I don¡¯t need you
Bring on the drama
I¡¯ll tell you something and you know it¡¯s true
You¡¯re full of drama
My piss is yellow and the sky is blue
W got a drama
Spare me
You¡¯re draining me
Wah wah one and two is three
Bring on the drama
There¡¯s something wrong yeah I agree
We got a drama
I¡¯ll tell you something that you¡¯re choking me
With all you¡¯re drama
Life stinks and the grass is green
We got a drama
Spare me, you¡¯re draining me
Draining me, draining me, draining me
You¡¯re draining me
One, two, fuck you
Spare me, you¡¯re draining me
Draining me, draining me, draining me
You¡¯re draining me
One rule for us, for you another
Do unto yourself as you see fit for your brother
Is that not within your realm of understanding?
A fifty second capacity of mind, too demanding?
Well then poor unfortunate you
There are a myriad of things that you can do
Like pick up a pen and paper or go talk to a friend
The history of the future
No violence or revenge
Your shame is never...ending
Just one psychological drama after another
You are guilty and how you ever entered into this life
God only knows, the infinite complexities of love
We all have the ability
Our freedom is fragile
We all laugh and we cry don't we?
We all bleed and we smile
Your shame is never...ending
Just one psychological drama after another
You are guilty and how you ever entered into this life
God only knows, you're not to sacrifice the art of love
Your shame is never...ending
Just one psychological drama after another
You are guilty and how you ever entered into this life
God only knows, the infinite complexities of love
Your shame is never...ending
Just one psychological drama after another
We are guilty and how you ever entered into this life
The Lord only knows, the ultimate necessity of love
Cruisin' for a bruisin',I'm talkin' no crap
Pipe bomb in my trunk,got a nine in my lap
I'm layin' for a sprayin',tonight there's no playin'
My posse's most strapped,tonight the crew's weighin'
Dust is burnin',the steering wheel's turnin'
I'm out a week,I'm already earnin'
Suckers crossed,tonight it's their loss
Payback time,boy,life's the cost
Gauges out the window,one lay cross the roof
They all die if those suckers ain't bullet proof
I'm rollin' death tollin',of course the car's stolen
But I'm blind to what's wrong,all I want is what's golden
A fool in a fight,too dumb to know right
Fuckin' blue light-read'em their rights
Drama [x4]
Copped an alias bailed out in an hour or less
I keep a bank for that don't know about the rest
Copped another piece,hit the dark streets
Rollin' once again,fuck the damn police
Called up my friend JOE, a roof job pro,459 on his mind car stereos
He said the spot was sleep,he cased the joint a week
3 a.m. on the dot inside we creep
Got Alpines,Fishes,JVC's,
Motorola Phones,Sony Color TV's
Had the hide packed up till we heard freeze
Fuckin' blue lights-read'em their rights
Drama [x4]
4 in the morning,lights in my face
That's the time,you know the place
Cuffed in the room with the two-way glass
Detects in effect cold doggin' my ass
"What's your date of birth"..."What's your real name"
I stuck to my alias,I know the game
If they don't know who you are,then they don't know what you've done
"You're just makin' this harder on yourself,son"
I know this shit by heart,I'm too clever
"Have you ever been arrested before"
"Nope,never"
Da reject all over his face
You see no confession,no case
Then my boy started illin',talkin' and tellin'
Son of a bitch-he was a snitch
Drama [x6]
Under I went,I caught a case and half
He dropped the mallet,then the judge laughed
Now I'm in the penzo,chillin' like a real pro
I can't move until the man says go
A puppet of the big game,an institutional thing
I wouldn't be here if I fed my brain
Got knowledge from school books,instead of street crooks
Now all I get is penitentiary hard looks
The joint is like an oven of caged heat
You're just a number,another piece of tough meat
Killers and robbers are all you great
Act soft you will get beat
On death row they got their own hot seat
For those who feel that they are truly elite
The last thing you see's a priest
The lights dim-your life ends
Drama
KRAYZIE BONE:Thug Mentality 1999
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been
like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like that
until I'm gone, gone. Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me.
Roll down-a my family tree with me. Keep flippin' the page to page--see nothin'
but strugglers. I never knew no hustlas like my daddy and mama. So I gotta drop
my Pz, 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, it threw in a crackpot. But lately, it's keepin' my people up off the
hinges. Can I get a witness baby? And I'm out the door, gots to go make me some
money on my own. Somebody tell me now where we went wrong. God, bring my family
back because they long gone. It's on. Now Pops don't even come around, but I
know Pop's got problems. That's why your little nigga's still down with ya. But
it hurts to see your family takin' a beatin'. My sisters keep sayin' they
hungry--gotta come up on some way to feed 'em. Big Will, Rod J, take a ride,
slide down '71, callin' welfare. When the check came, Mom, she hounds everyone.
So bang bang, had to get down for my thang, swang with a me thugstas. Pump, we
never did love ya. St. Clair struggler. Yeah, your hustla, baby.
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been
like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like that
until I'm gone, gone. Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me.
I can't get away from all this drama surroundin' me, houndin' me, heavily comin'
down on me. Drama been poundin' my brain, callin' my name. These demons, they
seem to be followin' me, come in all shapes and sizes, enemies, my friends, it
don't suprise me. I try to help niggas make better, but they ain't appreciate
it. Guess they'd rather stay back in the ghetto. Well, oh well. If that's how
you want it, nigga, then go ahead, but don't fuck with me. I'm up in this bitch
like Michael Jackson, I wish they'd (leave me alone) before I show the otherside
of me. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang. That's how it be. Nigga gon' get violent,
but if my so-called ex-friends wanna try me, bloody riot is how we like it, you
all invited. Get so heated, you'll feel the temperature risin', so heated we
spit back flames. Front page article, all the police could find of them bitches
was particles for fuckin' with me. And I'm down to stand on the frontline to get
wild, one of the first to get up and get down. Niggas ain't knowin' the anger
inside me, and then when I finally snap, nigga, I'm a fuck up your sister, your
daddy, your mama, your brother If he want some drama, come on, come on, come on.
The drama just goes on and on. Drama be just part of my life, life. It's been
like that since I was born. Yes, I can run, but I can't hide. Gon' be like that
until I'm gone, gone. Drama always seems to find me, find me, find me
Talkin bout drama
I met a young brother, how young about eight
He seemed intelligent and rather quite straight
I greeted him, and struck a conversation
To see if the youngster had some self-motivation
Peace brother, what's your name, and how ya be
He said I be soon coming off the currency
I said gettin paid, he said yeah like my man's brother
Who has a condo he shares with his baby's mother
He said a condo beats my apartment
With no lights and no gas and much backed up rent
No hot water or heat, and invaded by plenty rats
That'll eat up the average alleycat
He said yeeahhhh boyyyeee, that's poverty
I said word, I know and it bothers me
Cuz we are the victims, of a situation
How wicked man, seperated
a nation and got us cold-killin off one another
(Word-word, to the mother)
It's getting hot, how hot, hotter than July
Cuz the murder and crime rate is rising very high
For example, in my neighborhood, it's so hot
I'm often woke up, from the alarming sound of a shot
So I'm thinking what, is my neighborhood a trap
Could this be the place marked X on the map?
Now I'm spotted like a target, in the shooting gallery
So I start to seek for a better salary
So I can escape from where, from this ghetto life area
Cause everyday you're getting scarier
*blam blam* and scarier and scarier
Causing mass hysteria, it's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not to be bold and disrespect the homeless
Cuz I can see that they suffer from a long list
From not having shelter, and out on the street
without a job and days without a bite to eat
Yo I feel for those, but here's another side
about some more people that's living on the outside
Because of the fact that they chose the wrong way
And it took em on a trip for a long day
Got to the point you started stealing from your house
Stalking the rooms late at night like a mouse
Your family's upset and you've got to go
When it's, five, below and we're ex-pecting snow
And then you're on the train with a cup in your hand
Kicking dirt, and making it look like sand
Then after you run that game for a while
You start sucking up tokens from out the turnstile
Are you that desperate, just to get a hit
Is it so effective that you won't quit, and yo
Why do you come to me crying the blues?
About you can't get a job well go sell some street news
Then you can get straight and be real
But you'd rather rob and steal
And that's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not wonderama
But I'm talkin bout drama
Here what I'm sayin?
I'm not talkin bout your mama
Nahhhh, but I'm talkin bout drama
Shaolin fist versus the llama
Talkin bout drama
Talkin bout drama
I met a young brother, how young about eight
He seemed intelligent and rather quite straight
I greeted him, and struck a conversation
To see if the youngster had some self-motivation
Peace brother, what's your name, and how ya be
He said I be soon coming off the currency
I said gettin paid, he said yeah like my man's brother
Who has a condo he shares with his baby's mother
He said a condo beats my apartment
With no lights and no gas and much backed up rent
No hot water or heat, and invaded by plenty rats
That'll eat up the average alleycat
He said yeeahhhh boyyyeee, that's poverty
I said word, I know and it bothers me
Cuz we are the victims, of a situation
How wicked man, seperated
a nation and got us cold-killin off one another
(Word-word, to the mother)
It's getting hot, how hot, hotter than July
Cuz the murder and crime rate is rising very high
For example, in my neighborhood, it's so hot
I'm often woke up, from the alarming sound of a shot
So I'm thinking what, is my neighborhood a trap
Could this be the place marked X on the map?
Now I'm spotted like a target, in the shooting gallery
So I start to seek for a better salary
So I can escape from where, from this ghetto life area
Cause everyday you're getting scarier
*blam blam* and scarier and scarier
Causing mass hysteria, it's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not to be bold and disrespect the homeless
Cuz I can see that they suffer from a long list
From not having shelter, and out on the street
without a job and days without a bite to eat
Yo I feel for those, but here's another side
about some more people that's living on the outside
Because of the fact that they chose the wrong way
And it took em on a trip for a long day
Got to the point you started stealing from your house
Stalking the rooms late at night like a mouse
Your family's upset and you've got to go
When it's, five, below and we're ex-pecting snow
And then you're on the train with a cup in your hand
Kicking dirt, and making it look like sand
Then after you run that game for a while
You start sucking up tokens from out the turnstile
Are you that desperate, just to get a hit
Is it so effective that you won't quit, and yo
Why do you come to me crying the blues?
About you can't get a job well go sell some street news
Then you can get straight and be real
But you'd rather rob and steal
And that's drama
Talkin bout drama
Not wonderama
But I'm talkin bout drama
Here what I'm sayin?
I'm not talkin bout your mama
Nahhhh, but I'm talkin bout drama
Shaolin fist versus the llama
Talkin bout drama
Drama
Well here I go in the wind
Got the face rockin' on the sound
Got my phone in my hand
My baby hit me two times
I gotta hit her back, she says she's flyin' in tonight
See my baby's been gone for so long
She's back in town, it's time to get it on
She told me she would meet me at my spot about 8:00
That gives me two whole hours to get my sh* straight
I hit my place around six
It's almost time to see her, almost time to get my fix
I just can't wait to see my baby's face
She's not like all these others on hte paper chase
She's the kinda girl that you wanna stay true to
There's nothin' that this girl wouldn't do for you, no
I think I hear her in my driveway
Open up the door and this is what she had to say
[chorus]
I found someone to, do what you used to
Boy you thought you were decivin' me with your infidelity
I found someone who really deserves me, and he's all I need
I'm makin' my moves, I found someone new and got no more love for you
How could you go and do this to me baby?
Since you hit town your had me running around actin' crazy
And had I known you treat me this way
We had to swing this drama for another day baby
This was your night, the room was on, beepers on
My sh* was tight, you blew it baby, now it's blown
And after all I done for you
You messed around and blew the best thing that ever happened to you baby
Now don't go and put this all one me
Since I left town you've been tryin' to run down with every girl you see
I can't believe you do this to me, Ohooh baby
I heard about your friend withthe red dress
Now why you wanna go and play a game you can't win
You didn't know she was my best friend
And now we're all up in your pockets for your benjamins
[repeat chorus]
Don't leave me baby
Said I love you baby
SAid I need you baby
Stay right here with me baby
It be's that razor-sharp nigger, when I'm flexing
Look here, thoughts be so deadly nigga pull your weapon
Everywhere I'm from niggas straight killas yo'
I'm talking bout' that N.O.C nigga, dig it yo'
We stay cocked, that East Bank to that West Bank, straight killas
And looka here nigga, thats on the reala
Now looka here, I'm giving you true game
If you can't believe, so boy dig this man
Nigga bringing drama,everywhere we come from
From the both sides of the twin banks don't run
I'm the you know one thing that's like that
You can't get away from the real shit, dig it black
That's drama
Nigga running hot on your block, for the hit
You can't stop that nigga, its drama
Nigga go and split your wig quick
Because they trying to get that money, dig
Thats drama
Nigga running hot on your block, for that hit
You can't stop, thats drama
Nigga bout' to split your wig kid
You can't stop that shit
Its drama
All my hoodlum niggas don't trip
Drama plagues my city like ebola, dig it
I wonder if that white man put the chip in your head
And every down Ward nigga end up dead
Man, what you have to prove, huh
You niggas are punks and sissies
Cause you don't fight, you bitches
See I'm trying to tell you bout' the drama, dig it
It can be indoors or outdoors, niggas still slang them Bolo's
Dog, them hands was the shit, but looka here that shit's past tense
Check it, you be shaking and tripping
When a nigga say it's on after school
You got butterflies in your stomach, dude
But look, that butterfly shit quit after the first lick
That's some bone rattling shit
When a nigga hand can break a nigga jaw,
a back, or break a nigga hip
That drama bitch
Nigga coming on your block for the hit
You can't stop that nigga, you dig it, thats drama
Nigga bout to split your wig kid,
Because he got to get that money, dig
Thats drama
Yo, I know it's you
I had to run out for a minute to take care a few things
I ain't gon' be long
But if you get to the crib there before I get back
You know what to do, the crib is yours
So, um, just cool out, I'll be there in a few
Got a suprise for you, too, it's real sweet
See you soon, I miss you, I love you
I'm out...
[Terrell]
Well, here I go in my land, 'bout to face rockin' on my styles
Got the phone in my hand, my baby hit me two times
Gotta hit her back, she said she's flyin' in tonight
See, my baby's been gone for so long
She's back in town, it's time we get it on
She told me she would meet me at my spot about eight
That gives me two whole hours to get my shit straight, yeah
I hit my case about six, it's almost time to see her
Almost time to get my fix
I just can't wait to see her pretty face
She's not like all these others on the paper chase
She's the kind of girl that you wanna stay true to
There's nothing that this girl wouldn't do for you, no
I think I hear her in my driveway, opened up the door
And this is what she had to say
[S. Gary]
I found someone to
Do what you use to (No baby)
Boy, you thought you were deceiving me (No way)
With your infidelity
(No, no, no, no, no, baby)
I found someone (What)
Who really deserves me
(I can't believe you'd do this to me baby)
And he's all I need
I'm makin' my move (No)
I found someone new (No)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo (No way)
[Terrell]
How could you go and do this to me, baby
Since you hit town you had me runnin' 'round actin' crazy
And had I known you'd treat me this way
We'd have to swing this drama-sode another day, baby
This was your night, ringers off, beepers off
My shit was tight, you blew it baby, word is bond
And after all I've done for you
You messed around and blew the best thing
That ever happened to you, baby
[S. Gary]
Now don't go and put this all on me
Since I left town, you've been tryin' to run down
On every girl you see
I can't believe you'd do this to me, ooo, baby
I know about your friend with the red Benz (Say what)
Now why you wanna go and a play a game you can't win
You didn't know she was my best friend (Damn)
And now we all up in your pockets
For your Benjamins, Benjamins, what
[S. Gary]
I found someone to (No, no)
Do what you use to (Can't do this to me baby)
Boy, you thought you were deceiving me (No, no)
With your infidelity (Oh baby)
I found someone
Who really deserves me
(I can't believe you'd do this to me baby)
And he's all I need
I'm makin' my move
I found someone new
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
(I just don't know what to do baby)
I found someone to
Do what you use to (Oh)
Boy, you thought you were deceiving me
(I can't believe you played me baby)
With your infidelity
(Whoa baby)
I found someone
Who really deserves me
(I can't believe you'd do it baby, oh)
And he's all I need
I'm makin' my move (No)
I found someone new (No)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
(Please baby, please)
[Terrell]
I'm so sorry
I need you, babe
I love you, babe
Don't go nowhere, oh
[S. Gary]
I'm makin' my move
I found someone new
I got no more love for you, ooo
[Terrell]
Please stay
Right here with me
[S. Gary]
I'm makin' my move (I love you)
I found someone new (I need you)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
[Terrell]
Please stay with me, forever
[S. Gary]
I'm makin' my move
I found someone new
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
[Terrell]
Oh baby, baby
Don't leave me here
[S. Gary]
I'm makin' my move (Please)
I found someone new (I need you)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
[Terrell]
Forever
Don't leave me, baby
[S. Gary]
I'm makin' my move (Girl, I love you)
I found someone new (I need you)
Ain't got no more love for you, ooo
[Terrell]
Forever
And ever baby
Don't leave me
Don't leave me, baby
I love you
![Traditional Trøndelag house. The region's official theater is Trøndelag Teater, in Trondheim.[5] At Stiklestad in Verdal a historical play, The Saint Olav Drama, has been played each year since 1954, depicting the last days of Saint Olaf](http://web.archive.org./web/20120817134432/http://cdn6.wn.com/pd/bf/ea/9a107d71eef5ede46ef42d3c407b_medium.jpg "Traditional Trøndelag house. The region's official theater is Trøndelag Teater, in Trondheim.[5] At Stiklestad in Verdal a historical play, The Saint Olav Drama, has been played each year since 1954, depicting the last days of Saint Olaf")
