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