what the Drama
• Written by tunde1hundy
threatening me for protesting call me a thug and tell me go
back to morocco where you came from i became dumb like you
at this point go back to europe its dang honkeys like you
prey on the fears of the american people blame game on race is evil
your puerto rican babe's pecino baby could be a rapist WHO KNOWS
Ban me from the u.s.a racist pig these trolls become midgets I'm higher
I'm having sick dreams of crucifixing and whispers buy bonfires
the unwhite christ the activist the clans after us we aint scared
you are a joke with customers I'm sick of the white guilt too
be proud of who you are doesnt mean condoning the scarrin
change tomorrow dont vote for don-o
even the children all know your for him he's for him its unbalanced
a baby with an orange spray tan versus any real man
lets go back to the good ole days where you could put me on a stretcher for what i just say
there's been so much drama in the u.s. lately
like how i should put my life on hold or how they hate me
hold- what cuz a concert got bombed
or some highschool in beverly hills got shot up GOD
doesnt mean im skipping school nothing new
it happens in bronx or compton or hartford or new haven and its less of problem
revelation is coming I can't even go to the theatres to see batm,an premier
you can't walk the streets secrecy as a demeanor
the kids complain how the cops hate and come late and stereotype whites
to hate them to justify more hatred with a no snitch policy
its like the best of both evils we deal with constantly
we cant trust the dishonest government
and once time citizens are loving it rubbin it in with chauvinistic grins
democracy mockery of niggas wrestling like django
is this the same reason my homie and fam nearly got killed for
its like we forgot where we built off and who we came from i didnt
its sad having evil eyes follow hijab
its sad the idols also fall down dominoes
its sad i knew this one girl in colorado
her ride was ran for and sped off with her dough
her wallet blankets all it just left for it she left off
now she's in the streets topping like tar no one helpin
they just wanna piece not all men are selfish
drama drugs and oppression of women white or black i see in these streets