KRAYZIE BONE

KRAYZIE BONE - Drama lyrics

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 niggas 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 2 times

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 niggas make better

But they ain't appreciate

niggas they rather stay back in the ghetto

Well oh well

If thats how you want it nigga

Then go ahead

But don't fuck with me

I'm up in this bitch 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

Nigga 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 bitches was particles

For fucking with me

And I'm down to stand on the frontline and 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 out

Fuck up your sister your daddy your momma your brother

If you he some drama

C'mon c'mon c'mon.

Chorus 2 times

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