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Drama We Must Be Heard

than paper plates. Make way for the revolution, And yes you should be scurred. 'Cause one way or another... My people will be heard. [Willie the Kid

we enter come mek we tek you pon di biggest adventure, Must be dementia, that you ever thought you could touch our credentials, whats the initials, You be

flushin'? Some shit is goin' down You must've just not have been truthful from the start See for me it'd be nothin' to say you never had my heart But I'd be

she'd say 'we are crazy' the two of us together like melbourne weather be like balls in a maze see we rolling along in obscurity but when we meet in

' Got speed, its on, Flesh freed, he home Then we'd go wrong, it wasn't in the plan Designed by the Man upstairs This testimony and we say, we can, we can We

let it be and get the greens and be runnnin up over cleveland [2Pac] Hahaha what's poppin nigga put your motherf**king hand on your strap nigga Thug Luv nigga we

'em (Ya'meen) You know the haters diss you, let's deal with bigger issues You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through And we done lost B.I.G., we

bank is long So try to break me if you wanna From me you get nothin' but drama If you're a rich bitch, I got a new twist And if you're with it, bitch, then we

is goin down you must've just not of been truthful from the start see for me it'd be nothing to say you never had my heart but I'd be lyin f-ckin see