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What's the question? Why are you
Here's the answer, of weapons

the question? Why are you flexin'?
Here's the answer, of weapons

Yo, [unverified] kid, why you flexin' like a
Heat on your hip just to get a rep, it worth it
because you pack a biscuit doesn't mean you can't
Become statistic, you figure it

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

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

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

the question? Why are you flexin'?
Here's the answer, of weapons

What's the question? Why are you
Here's the answer, of weapons

Yeah, it's the of the who, what, where and the why
But still I got a problem seein' my brothers die
I've been around and lived past the age of us
In every obituary, a full of us

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

No doubt, I pack protection, but altercation
Or situation deserve blastin', I mastered precisions
Choice of weapon, I peel or peel out?
My choice of routes may decide my

What's the question? Why are you
Here's the answer, of weapons

the question? Why are you flexin'?
Here's the answer, choice of

I pack no weapons then the bargin' in
Ready to bomb a rapper like Saddam, Stikken swarm
Ready to bust off, Ron Jeremy, but I chill G
Relax and consider lucky to live to see a quarter three

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

What's the question? Why are you
Here's the answer, of weapons

the question? Why are you flexin'?
Here's the answer, of weapons

So pick weapon, a mic or a gun
I a sucker run when my tongue stuns, check it
the spot, I seen some wild kids
One stepped to me, me to freestyle kid

Meanwhile, he flexed a burner on his
I him in the eye, smiled, and walked to my ride
He was actin' kinda hard on the
I said to myself that it really wasn't it

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

What's the Why are you flexin'?
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What's the question? Why are you
Here's the answer, of weapons

You know I'm sayin'?
That's all the heads all over the world
realize, that this music is real
That we it real like that

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