Everlast | Lyrics | 2 Pieces of Drama

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's 'bout to fall
2 pieces of drama
There's gunplay in the hall

Make peace with your momma
The consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy, you know not to play with fire

He rocks a big cookie caber
A ping pong table for a ring
He's mentally unstable
To him murder it ain't no thing
He'll do you dirty style
He's holding dirty bile
He's out pumping on the corner
Trying to stay warm and keep it cool like Miles

He keeps it fundamental
He's got the jeans and the bubblegoose on
There's murder on his mental
He's got the deuce deuce in his palm
And y'all know the fable
How Cain did Able
Ever since the beginning
The world keeps pinning just like a turntable

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's 'bout to fall
2 pieces of drama
There's gunplay in the hall

Make peace with your momma
The consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy, you know not to play with fire

When it's selling out back
Likes to pump crack
To the fiends that be getting high
He keeps his hand on the pump
He's ready to dump
On any chump that would even try
He got a finger on the trigger
He ain't scared to pull it

Head full of liquor
Boy, you might catch a bullet
They're holes in stable, drugs on the table
Everybody's sitting 'round
Watching cops on the cable
Dressed like a slob
Keeps his hair braided
He's never been robbed
He's only been raided

He's never known joy
The boy is so jaded
He's never been loved
He's only been hated
His soul's on ice, his heart is stone
Just another dead king rotting on his throne
With a pain that would cut you down to the bone
You're born alone, boy, you die alone

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's 'bout to fall
2 pieces of drama
There's gunplay in the hall

Make peace with your momma
The consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy, you know not to play with fire

2 pieces of drama
The hammer's 'bout to fall
2 pieces of drama
There's gunplay in the hall

Make peace with your momma
The consequence is dire
2 pieces of drama
Boy, you know not to play with fire