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

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

Life's a even for vandalz, I handle mine 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 mess and pull it's best

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

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

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

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

Yeah, the master of the who, what, where and the why
But still I got a problem with my brothers die
I've around and lived past the average age of us
In obituary, a full page of us

The is money, but what about inner wealth?
The mental, the spiritual and physical
But still the city is a test
That's why people feel a gun is the best

No doubt, I pack protection, but every
Or situation doesn't deserve blastin', I mastered
Choice of weapon, should I or peel out?
My choice of routes may decide my

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

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

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

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

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

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

So your weapon, a mic or a gun
I make a run when my tongue stuns, check it
Leavin' the spot, I some wild kids
One stepped to me, asked me to kid

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

Yo, you think 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 believe

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

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

You what I'm sayin'?
That's all the real heads all the world
That realize, this music is real
we keep 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