Lyrics Drama - Tech N9ne , Krizz Kaliko , Tech N9ne Collabos
Drama,
drama,
drama,
drama,
drama
(Strange
Music!)
Drama,
drama,
drama,
drama,
drama
(New
shit!)
Drama,
drama,
drama,
drama,
drama
(Tech
N9ne!)
Drama,
drama,
drama,
drama,
drama
(Let′s
go!)
Anybody
can
get
it
When
it's
coming
at
me,
I
am
with
it
Best
keep
it
off
of
my
fam
Bring
it
this
way,
then
you
pay,
make
you
say
"God
damn!"
K-C-M-O
is
the
place
that
I′m
from
If
you
live
in
my
city,
you
grippin'
a
gun
And
we
ready
for
them,
who
like
killin'
for
fun?
And
we
get
′em
before
they
get
us
and
they
done
I′ll
be
damn
if
a
devil
is
taking
me
from
My
lil'
babies,
two
ladies,
or
breakin′
thee
son
Deep
in
necropolis
they
can
become
All
of
your
drama
is
making
me
(dumb)
I'm
in
the
thick
of
it,
cause
they
plottin′
on
me
Not
gonna
be
fistin'
it,
cause
I′m
popping
only
Better
watch
your
vocals
Cops,
politicians,
white
folks,
niggas
going
postal
Lot
of
people
on
some
scavenger
shit
Now
in
Missouri,
for
a
gun,
I
ain't
gotta
have
a
permit
Wanna
feel
that
chrome?
I
can
peel
that
dome
Just
like
me,
everybody
left
their
chill
at
home
(Drama!)
I'm
a
real
nigga
that
they
wanna
kill
So
I
keep
it
drama
filled,
I
don′t
got
no
kind
of
chill
(Drama!)
I′m
a
real
nigga
that
they
wanna
kill
So
I
keep
it
drama
filled,
I
don't
got
no
kind
of
chill
Yeah,
bring
that
if
you
got
it
to
bring
I
get
it,
admit
it,
we
on
the
same
thing
I
swear
that
I
just
wanna
ball
But
I
can
end
it
all
with
a
call
if
there′s
drama
That's
on
my
mama
nigga
We
don′t
have
them
blades
We
go
in
the
trunk
for
what
I
have
then
spray
Gonna
have
to
grab
them
graves
That's
what
you′re
gonna
get
after
you
catch
them
(fades)
Everywhere
you
hear
the
gunshots
Drama
be
on
everyone's
block
Now
we
be
up
in
the
gun
shop
Target
practice
trying
to
make
your
lungs
stop
Better
stack
up
on
your
sunblock
Cause
the
light
from
the
heat
that
I
brung's
hot
Kill
my
fam,
I
hope
that
everyone
rots
And
your
family
goody
goody
gumdrops
(yeah)
I′m
in
the
thick
of
it,
′cause
she
lying
on
me
If
she
send
them
to
get
me,
everybody
dying
homie
But
not
me,
not
me
Got
my
shooters
for
any
intruders
that
I
see
House
alarm
is
red,
been
wanting
a
set
I
was
born
to
bless
so
nobody
harms
the
Tech
So
come
one,
come
all,
you
want
us
to
numb
y'all
Making
everyone
fall
dead
up
on
their
gun
law
(Drama!)
I′m
a
real
nigga
that
they
wanna
kill
So
I
keep
it
drama
filled,
I
don't
got
no
kind
of
chill
(Drama!)
I′m
a
real
nigga
that
they
wanna
kill
So
I
keep
it
drama
filled,
I
don't
got
no
kind
of
chill
Yeah,
bring
that
if
you
got
it
to
bring
I
get
it,
admit
it,
we
on
the
same
thing
I
swear
that
I
just
wanna
ball
But
I
can
end
it
all
with
a
call
if
there′s
drama
That's
on
my
mama
nigga
Strange
Music
E-S-T
2000
2017,
we
still
We
Still
Kill
everything
Tech
N9ne
1 Intro (Skit)
2 Drama
3 Casket Music
4 Put Em On
5 Wheels Like Hill
6 Nevermind Me
7 Deevil Cookies (Skit)
8 Some Good
9 Reloaded
10 Bacon
11 Shoe Game
12 The Answer
13 Fish in a Pita
14 Mo' Ammo
15 Stone Interviews (Skit)
16 Lowdown
17 Take You Down
18 Interview 2 (Skit)
19 Jesus and a Pill
20 Angels in the Playground
21 Interview 3 (Skit)
22 Cold Piece of Work (Preview)
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