Talkin Bout Drama




I Met A Young Brother, How Young About Eight



He Seemed Intelligent And Rather Quite Straight



I Greeted Him, And Struck A Conversation



To See If The Youngster Had Some Self-motivation



Peace Brother, What's Your Name, And How Ya Be



He Said I Be Soon Coming Off The Currency



I Said Gettin Paid, He Said Yeah Like My Man's Brother



Who Has A Condo He Shares With His Baby's Mother



He Said A Condo Beats My Apartment



With No Lights And No Gas And Much Backed Up Rent



No Hot Water Or Heat, And Invaded By Plenty Rats



That'll Eat Up The Average Alleycat



He Said Yeeahhhh Boyyyeee, That's Poverty



I Said Word, I Know And It Bothers Me



Cuz We Are The Victims, Of A Situation



How Wicked Man, Seperated



A Nation And Got Us Cold-killin Off One Another



(Word-word, To The Mother)



It's Getting Hot, How Hot, Hotter Than July



Cuz The Murder And Crime Rate Is Rising Very High



For Example, In My Neighborhood, It's So Hot



I'm Often Woke Up, From The Alarming Sound Of A Shot



So I'm Thinking What, Is My Neighborhood A Trap



Could This Be The Place Marked X On The Map?



Now I'm Spotted Like A Target, In The Shooting Gallery



So I Start To Seek For A Better Salary



So I Can Escape From Where, From This Ghetto Life Area



Cause Everyday You're Getting Scarier



*blam Blam* And Scarier And Scarier



Causing Mass Hysteria, It's Drama



Talkin Bout Drama




Not To Be Bold And Disrespect The Homeless



Cuz I Can See That They Suffer From A Long List



From Not Having Shelter, And Out On The Street



Without A Job And Days Without A Bite To Eat



Yo I Feel For Those, But Here's Another Side



About Some More People That's Living On The Outside