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Yo, [unverified] kid, why you flexin' a bicep?
on your 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 with minds
Only unless, my chest is under pressure in a
The fear of in wreck causes the stress
I have to adjust to this and pull when it's best

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

tipsy with the liquid confidence
Pullin' your 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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Yeah, it's the master of the who, what, and the why
But still I got a problem with seein' my die
I've been and lived past the average age of us
In every obituary, a full of us

The game is money, but about inner wealth?
The mental, the spiritual and physical
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 doesn't deserve blastin', I precisions
Choice of weapon, should I peel or out?
My choice of routes may decide my

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

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

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What's the question? Why are you
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So your weapon, a mic or a gun
I make a sucker run when my tongue stuns, it
Leavin' the spot, I seen some wild
One stepped to me, me to freestyle kid

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

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

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

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