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von AP.9

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Life questions, man
A lot of motherfuckers don′t know
You know, you look in the mirror sometimes
Stare at yourself
Think about the good and the bad
What you could've done, what you will do

Do you wanna live or do you wanna die? Tell me this

Do you wanna live your life in a cell or be a snitch?
Do you take the stands and tell what you know or plead the fifth?
Do you ride on niggas and be out the gate or be a bitch?


Do you think and try to calm yourself down, or do you flip?
Do you take that penitentiary chance, or do you switch?
Do you hide and keep your enemies close, or do you run?
Do you fight because you thought you was played, or grab your gun?
These are life′s questions, do you love or do you hate?
Do you pray for all of your sins, or tell me do you wait?
They say the strong survive, they tell me God forgives
Do you become a deadbeat dad or take care of your kids?
I know my mind is growing, these questions got 'em stressing

Do you believe the Mob is the realest, our presence is a blessing
That's why I keep on asking, the cradle to the casket
Do you wanna be like the real or live your life for acting?

Yeah, just think about it for a minute
I know it got your mind stressing
Well, smoke one then
Calm your nerves down a little bit
Questions, you feel it?
Play this over and over, man

The real, yeah
I know you gotta feel it
I′ma let this beat ride out a little bit
While you smoking
Some of you niggas is snorting
Drinking
Yeah, questions man
A lot of you motherfuckers is sober too
No matter what it is, you gon′ think about this
Ayy, come on


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