[Verse 1 – Clint Westwood]
Here we go again, off the deep end
Lost family and friends—a cost, a casualty in your defense
Off with your head, sentenced to death as your soul bled
A cold sweat, you sold the rest, think you broke bread
It’s code red, living on my toes every moment
Ghost in it, rolling in my [?] like it’s stolen
Roaming the streets, I pass shady cats
Thinking maybe I’m crazy, hanging around a town that lacks to pay me back
Damn, where the ladies at?!? I hate the fact they make you break your back
Take the cash and exchange it for a jaded past
I make my baby sad. Even though I suffer to love her, it just doesn’t make me a man
Stuck in the hustle, muscling drugs just to ignore it
Climb the night to where it’s gorgeous, nestled in the redwood forest
It’s mad drama, the stress is enormous
Absorbing bad karma, over-draft. Fuck the rent! We can’t afford it
[Chorus]
We live in Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be invisible
We live in Drama City, yo
Where common sense is critical
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be original
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you caught on police video
[Verse 2 – Vric Enoh]
It’s Drama City, yo. Pierce seven to Presidio
Soliloquies on video. Confessions that they give and go
They live and know they never should have spoke the words that turned the team
And curved the teeth; it’s common courtesy. You turned it perfectly
Worse than third degree, it’s third emergency. They clear the house
Some clearing clouds for the better interest of the [year and out?]
Avoiding [round of?] punishment, freedom in the present day
But ending in the lonely state, vacating to the coldest place
Handing sentences like cigarettes to comrades
In combat. But the lighter sits with the opposing half
They’re folding over when the weight they hold is all our heads
I thought that was a given, though. Beginning all the way to end
Zip her lips when the quiver hits
Silence keep us shiverless. Moving through the quick of this is limitless
Circumstances hold no relevance. Embrace the venomous
Then shed the heaviness for momentary benefits
[Chorus]
We live in Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be invisible
We live in Drama City, yo
Where common sense is critical
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be original
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you caught on police video
[Verse 3 – Benny Medicina]
Ayo, it’s hard luck. Shark pool, swimming with a grip to lose
The blow of the wind on my soul like I’m fitted with brick shoes
Mr. Vric, put and push through. Nothing’s there
But some of us in this room were born with collapsible chests
Don’t settle the debts, but rather inspect the family threat
‘Cause gravity twists gradually ‘til personality split
Reality’s sick. The whole landscape is manmade
Professional palm-reader, judging a man just by the handshake
Damn the way cameras capturing action in black and white
Just to expose you and then broadcast it from satellite
That’s how it should sound. Look, they’re shook now
Don’t look down. Close to the water, you might drown
That’s standard issue. Ayo, the planet’s for the man to live through
He gave his family a kiss, then ran his wrists through
That’s Drama City, prominent with politics a dollar-fifty
In this day and age, they coined the phrase and call it history
[Verse 4 – QS Zeus]
This is Drama City, but nobody knows
What goes on behind those doors that are closed
So, I’m going postal. No guns, but old-school
Kill those you’re close to with steel toes and choke moves
You’ll find there’s no clues, no prints to go to
No sense in holding me since all this was so blue
A crime scene where this mind’s made up
It’s a mind game, mayne, so I might stain blood
I’mma keep my product methodic but stay on topic, though
Psychotic, narcotic agents up in the hospital
Not being logical. Tubes, slides, and throats
If you died tomorrow, bro, two lives would know
A few lives’ll blow wide open as a whole
But the system can’t known for holding victims on the ropes
So it’s all silence and hushed but tippy-toe quiet
QS—he knows too much. So what?
[Chorus]
We live in Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be invisible
We live in Drama City, yo
Where common sense is critical
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you gots to be original
Yo, this is Drama City, yo
Where you caught on police video
