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What's the Why are you flexin'?
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What's the Why are you flexin'?
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Yo, kid, why you flexin' like a bicep?
Heat on hip just to get a rep, it ain't worth it
Just because you pack a doesn't mean you can't
Become statistic, you figure it

Life's a gamble even for vandalz, I handle mine minds
Only unless, my is under pressure in a contest
The of layin' in wreck causes the stress
I have to adjust to this and pull when it's best

Yo, little big man, your oats, because you're strapped
Bustin' a cap at another kid who's
It ain't all when the shots are flyin' back
You made a choice and the choice you was wack

tipsy with the liquid confidence
Pullin' pistol when it doesn't make sense
To be the man you figure
But in the end it don't pay when you're by the trigger

What's the question? Why are you
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What's the question? Why are you
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Yeah, the master of the who, what, where and the why
But I got a problem with seein' my brothers die
I've been and lived past the average age of us
In every obituary, a full of us

The game is money, but what inner wealth?
The mental, the spiritual and health
But still everyday the is a test
That's why some feel a gun is the best

No doubt, I pack protection, but altercation
Or situation doesn't deserve blastin', I precisions
Choice of weapon, should I peel or peel
My choice of routes may my whereabouts

What's the question? Why are you
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the question? Why are you flexin'?
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I pack no then the sergeant bargin' in
Ready to bomb a rapper like Saddam, Stikken Moov
to bust off, like Ron Jeremy, but I chill G
Relax and consider lucky to live to see a past three

That's why I, wield the steel, yes, my microphone is real
I'm not the one out to get the mass appeal
But jail cells are filled my peeps
While the rest are gettin' killed in ill ass streets

the question? Why are you flexin'?
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the question? Why are you flexin'?
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So your weapon, a mic or a gun
I make a sucker run when my stuns, check it
Leavin' the spot, I some wild kids
One to me, asked me to freestyle kid

Meanwhile, he flexed a on his side
I looked him in the eye, smiled, and walked to my
He was kinda hard on the surface
I said to myself that it wasn't worth it

Yo, you you're all that 'cuz you pack heat?
Seein' your own play the concrete in defeat
Tryin' to prove yourself, while you put the next man
But what goes around, comes back, black best that

the question? Why are you flexin'?
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the question? Why are you flexin'?
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You what I'm sayin'?
That's all the real heads all over the
That realize, that this is real
That we it real like that

Peace to all my on the third
And all the brothers in hip hop
It's like a new generation thing, baby, peace to Guru
It's Panche, the Comanche, suicide