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[Drama in the This... could be something big!

[Ludacris 1]
change the station,
I've been waiting,
Pacin', to the danger zone.
a war goin' on outside
And my people gotta paint they on.
Do what I do, And what I gotta do
Is and flip a dolla'.
got no trophies
But I got a shelf of empty bottles.
Not an but alcohol it,
Can the pain.
all my problems away
But still prayin' in name.
Tryna' our voices up,
And the tones us down.
Now the gas is up,
And the hood is down.
So the hood is fo' ya'
In the streets is goons!
to a neighborhood near you,
Today or soon.
watch yo' back, watch yo' front,
And watch yo' to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, that blunt;
The streets gon' tonight.
And I'm just ride it out,
'Til my date.
'Cause I go in the paint,
They softer paper plates.
way for the revolution,
And yes you be scurred.
one way or another...
My people be heard.

the Kid verse 2]
Show you what the see:
Embassy, diplomacy,
scene infantry,
Shootin' at the fleet.
shots, similar to airbags, whereas,
This hairpin, trigga' a hair in half.
Body bags, like herrin,
When I'm airin', tear a in half.
Half Baked,
At the by the lake.
See the and white plates,
See the on the panel.
I may be cherry oat, O, flannel coat.
Warfare fair,
Therefore, I need finer
Like grenades, tanks, a fighter planes.
I'm in medals,
Stripes a zebra.
And by the way, you niggas,
I don't you neitha'.
I mean, "either," gramma',
Pop a -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga a pose, leave you froze, like a mannequin.

Rhymes verse 3]
(During Kid's last verse) In times,
The economy got niggas
Of ways to paper.
somebody ain't accommodatin' niggas
Enough for they labor.
That's when ya' get a nigga thinkin'
Ya' he gotta' come in to ya'.
It's when a nigga throw a ski on,
Run up in ya' house, and wanna' do dumb to ya'.
Rollin' the dices with a that be strugglin',
Tryna' it through the crisis.
It might just him wanna' act up a little bit
To print new gas prices.
All this we got goin' on,
Indeed it to cease.
How the hell is ever, ever gonna happen
When the of the dollar keeps decreasin'?
Easin' my hand in pocket
(Fuck that!) I keep eatin.
Speakin' for in the struggle like me,
We gotta get it if we cheatin'!
hard, my mind is blown,
Tryin' not to get out my home.
But live when you know a nigga broke
Is like tryna' squeeze out a stone.
But I'm goin' through the with DJ Drama (What!?).
I do it for my kids and (Who!).
Leave it to Obama (Yes!),
Change is around the corna'.
Listen! You tryin' to keep our sufferin',
All I say is if you don't ease up this pressure,
I promise gonna' pay!

[DJ outro]
Life, liberty, and the of happiness!
Pursuit,
See each and every day we all get
To the meanin'.
Me, myself? I always follow my own
And now I here to motivate!
"To be heard" means to say of value.
So I this my Life,
My liberty,
And everday, my pursuit.
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