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

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

Yo, little big man, feelin' your oats, because 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 you made was wack

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

What's the Why are you flexin'?
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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 with seein' my brothers die
I've been around and past the average age of us
In every obituary, a page of us

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

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

What's the question? Why are you
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What's the Why are you flexin'?
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I pack no weapons then the 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 quarter three

That's why I, wield the steel, yes, my 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 gettin' in these ill ass streets

What's the Why are you flexin'?
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What's the Why are you flexin'?
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So pick weapon, a mic or a gun
I make a run when my tongue stuns, check it
Leavin' the spot, I seen wild kids
One stepped to me, asked me to kid

Meanwhile, he a burner 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 wasn't worth it

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

What's the question? Why are you
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What's the Why are you flexin'?
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You know what I'm
That's all the real heads all the world
That realize, this music is real
That we keep it real like

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