| Lyrics: | Drama lord
[ VERSE 1: Billy Danzini ]
Billy Danzini is known to the world as a drama
lord
Beat more bodies than Mr. Gotti, so I'm not a fraud
If you're clever, then you can put
2 and 2 together
Real niggas do real things, so that mean whatever
You was warned before you
came
So I ain't to blame for your ass being torn out the frame
I get nuts off whenever beef
occur
All I'm askin ya, is, are you ready for the massacre?
If you want it, then you can get
it, homes
What you fail to realize, is, Danzenie is not alone
Come with your boys and roll
with force
No need for your vest, cause I ain't in it for your chestboard
Tell my peoples
that's real: Get your steel
Nigga slipped up, so grip up and meet me on the hill
Lil' Fame
(Whatever) Ruff is with it
Shaq, call for Bang and tell him to bring the
thang-thang
Danzenie will never have it, that's why I keep my automatic
In case I run into
some static
Search all night, lookin for the gun fight
Troopin from dust to dawn, ready to
get it on
Creep through the town, checkin out the scene
Index finger on the trigger of my
serve machine
So don't ever harass me, or put nothin past me
Cause you'll be the next when I
blast, gee
Bust caps back at your mac, and clap, this is the proper applause
For Billy
Danzenie, the drama lord
[ VERSE 2: Lil' Fame ]
Which one of you bitch niggas is ready
to start static?
Who want it (I want it) Slap, let him have it!
Clack-clack-pow, buck him
down somethin sweet
Cave in his chest, put him to rest on the concrete
M.O.P.'s ready to
hurt a muthafucka
Bustin a nigga down with the Brownsville Sluggers
Punk niggas game, and I
spot it
When I pack out my joint muthafuckas say: |
