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DRAMA - We Must Be Heard lyrics

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[in the background] This... Could be something big! <br /> <br />[Ludacris] <br /> <br />Don't change the station, <br />I've been impatiently waiting, <br />Pacin', welcome to the Danger Zone. <br />It's a war goin' on outside <br />And my people gotta paint they faces on. <br />And what I gotta do, And what I gotta do <br />Is work and flip a dolla'. <br />Ain't got no trophies <br />But I got a shelf of empty liquor bottles. <br /> <br />Not an alcoholic but alcohol it, <br />Can ease the pain. <br />Drinkin' all my problems away <br />But still prayin' in Jesus' name. <br />Tryna' turn our voices up, <br />And the government tones us down. <br />Now that gas is goin' up, <br />And the hood is goin' down. <br /> <br />So the hood is comin' fo' ya' <br />In the streets is hungry goons! <br />Comin' to a neighborhood near you, <br />Today or someday soon. <br />Betta' watch yo' back, watch yo' front, <br />And watch yo' side to side. <br />Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt; <br />The streets gon' ride tonight. <br /> <br />And I'm just gon' ride it out, <br />Til my expiration date. <br />'Cause I go hard and the paint (?), <br />They softer than paper plates. <br />Make way for the revolution, <br />And yes you should be scurred. <br />'Cause one way or another... <br />My people will be heard. <br /> <br /> <br />[Willie the Kid] <br /> <br />Show you what the soldiers see: <br />Embassy, Diplomacy, <br />Since seen (?) infantry, <br />Shootin' at the cobra fleet (?). <br />Deploy shots, similar to airbags, whereas, <br />This hairpin, trigga' split a hair in half. <br />Body bags, fish it (?) like Harland (?), <br />When I'm airin', tear a chair in half. <br /> <br />Watchin' Half Baked, <br />At the cabin by the Lake. <br />See the blue and white plates, <br />See the wood on the panel. <br />I may be Chanel Oat, Chilly O, Flannel Coat (??). <br />Warfare? Never fair, <br />Therefore, I need finer things: <br />Like grenades; tanks; a couple fighter planes. <br /> <br />I'm decorated in medals; <br />Stripes like a Zebra. <br />And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's, <br />I don't like you neitha'. <br />I mean, "either," proper gramma', <br />Pop a camera -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda. <br />Yeah, Willie the Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans, <br />Nigga' strike a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin. <br /> <br /> <br />[Busta Rhymes] <br />(During Kid's last verse) In these times, <br />The economy got nigga's thinkin' <br />The worst to make paper. <br />'Cause somebody ain't accommodatin' nigga's <br />Enough for they slave labor. <br />That's when ya' get a Nigga' thinkin about <br />Ya' know he gotta' come in to ya'. <br />It's when a nigga' throw a ski mask on, <br />Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb shit to ya'. <br /> <br />Rollin' the dices with a nigga' that be strugglin', <br />Tryna' make it through the crisis. <br />It might just make him wanna' act up a little bit <br />To print another new gas prices. <br />All this fuckery we got goin' on, <br />Indeed it needs to cease. <br />How the hell is THAT ever, ever gonna happen <br />When the value of the dollar keeps decreasin'? <br /> <br />Easin' my hand in somebody's pocket <br />(Fuck that!) I gotta' keep eatin. <br />Speakin' for everybody in the struggle like me, <br />We gotta get it even if we cheatin'! <br />Breathin' hard, my mind is blown, <br />Tryin' not to get evicted out my home. <br />But tryna' live when you know a nigga' broke <br />Is like tryna' squeeze blood out a stone. <br /> <br />But I'm goin' through the drama with DJ Drama (What!?). <br />I do it for my kids and mama (Who!). <br />Leave it to Barack Obama (Yes!), <br />Change is right around the corna'. <br />You tryin' to keep our people sufferin', <br />All I gotta say is if you don't ease up this pressure, <br />I promise somebody gonna' pay! <br /> <br /> <br />[DJ Drama (?)] <br /> <br />(Life, Liberty, and the Pursuit of Happiness! <br />Pursuit, huh? <br />See Each and every day we all get closer <br />To the real meanin'. <br />Me, myself? I always follow my own path <br />And now I come here to motivate! <br />"To be heard" means to say something of value. <br />So I make this my Life, <br />My Liberty, <br />And everday, my Pursuit. <br />What about you?)<br /><br />

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