That's Your Question?

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(JAV)
t pain and
lil wayne
all said to remain
up in your lane
other wise get slain
ill bring the pain
starin out the window frame
ill bring the rain
put you in the aims
spitting all the flames
now whos to blame?
 
That was the question ?
you will not question
writin all these checks n
cashin in
just a double check n
i forgot id be flexin
i dont write checks tho
just accepten
 
imma make the dough
neva out to john or jane doe
imma buck, in the rut
refer to as, a guess what
never question
what i invest in
going back to the beginning
on my throne to extinguish
all the anguish
is just anotha language
i dont speak stupidity so distinguish
what are you talkin about now ?
cant clarify 6 ft. in the ditch
underground ow
so quit bein a bitch
and remain in yo lane
sayin it all again
 
boutta slay
oh yea
oh yea
oh yea
neva end
oh yea
oh yea
oh yea
now imma bend
 
like aang
boomerang
ill spit the venom through the fangs
shit hit the fan
aint the biggest fan
of these pussy ass rappas man
go back to bein, a benchman
while im here bench pressin
all you are depressin
i will neva b stressin
now you know who your messin wit
 
all this aggression will get you whipped
pressin on the gas in the new whip
passin all these rappas gettin rich
ill win the ball game, throw your pitch
at a higher frequency, at a higha pitch
 
 
........................................................................................................................
(Big_Nickie)
 
boutta slay
oh yea
oh yea
oh yea
neva end
oh yea
oh yea
oh yea
now imma bend
oh yea
oh yea
this is it
oh yeah
this is it
 
quickness is my sickness
shit you spittin
got me feeling faceless
no face no space
i will not be a waste
you sprayed your venom
all over my brain
now i will never feel pain
 
cross wired black and red
venoms in my head
got my acid levels peaked
this that search its already destroyed
body lost in the sauce of void
ima robotic simulated membrane
thats completely insane
acid pumping through my vein
 
so lets talk lets talk shop
about the real hip hop
entry to this is did your balls drop
i aint trying hear no squeaker
while im drinking my juice
out of a beaker
breakin this beaker going berserk
workin puttin in work
like clockwork
my rage in this cage got my gears overspun
clensed my spirit with sage demons overrun
crystal engergies aligned
synchronized this time
sonic sound resonating from a wind chime
 
like my homie jav said
fuck a syllable
this about flow
and do you really know
who you are
and how far
your will
will go
my bodies covered with scars
like im looking at stars
standing on mars
in my own head
aint weighing me down
im the hyde
and im releasing the jackel
unbound from his shackle
this practical practice of
mathematical lattes
lets us construct a creation
something out of fiction
feeling this boa constrict
i will not be another vict
i thrive on this pressure
whenever however
ill slaughter those known as master
cause motherfucker
ima firecracker
im the og Velociraptor
and survived the meteor
this shit is easier
than a nuclear reactor
with a reliever
catching fast fireballs
keeping it basic with Neanderthals
thats the shot caller
see me work
gettin my next dollar
this that grandfather clause
it aint leaving my paws
 
ive payed the piper
now the piper paying me
ive layed the pipe
now they flow with me
so come along an go with me
we all getting paid by the piper
 
 

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Big_Nickie
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