Ice T - Drama Lyrics
Cruisin for a bruisin,Im talkin no crapPipe bomb in my trunk,got a nine in my lapIm layin for a sprayin,tonight theres no playinMy posses most strapped,tonight the crews weighinDust is burnin,the steering wheels turninIm out a week,Im already earninSuckers crossed,tonight its their lossPayback time,boy,lifes the costGauges out the window,one lay cross the roofThey all die if those suckers aint bullet proofIm rollin death tollin,of course the cars stolenBut Im blind to whats wrong,all I want is whats goldenA fool in a fight,too dumb to know right*****in blue light-readem their rightsDrama (x4)Copped an alias bailed out in an hour or lessI keep a bank for that dont know about the restCopped another piece,hit the dark streetsRollin once again,***** the damn policeCalled up my friend joe, a roof job pro,459 on his mind car stereosHe said the spot was sleep,he cased the joint a week3 a.m. on the dot inside we creepGot alpines,fishes,jvcs,Motorola phones,sony color tvsHad the hide packed up till we heard freeze*****in blue lights-readem their rightsDrama (x4)4 in the morning,lights in my faceThats the time,you know the placeCuffed in the room with the two-way glassDetects in effect cold doggin my assWhats your date of birth? ...whats your real name?I stuck to my alias,i know the gameIf they dont know who you are,then they dont know what youve doneYoure just makin this harder on yourself,sonI know this shit by heart,Im too cleverHave you ever been arrested before?Nope,neverDa reject all over his faceYou see no confession,no caseThen my boy started illin,talkin and tellinSon of a *****-he was a snitchDrama (x6)Under I went,i caught a case and halfHe dropped the mallet,then the judge laughedNow Im in the penzo,chillin like a real proI cant move until the man says goA puppet of the big game,an institutional thingI wouldnt be here if I fed my brainGot knowledge from school books,instead of street crooksNow all I get is penitentiary hard looksThe joint is like an oven of caged heatYoure just a number,another piece of tough meatKillers and robbers are all you greatAct soft you will get beatOn death row they got their own hot seatFor those who feel that they are truly eliteThe last thing you sees a priestThe lights dim-your life endsDrama
