Cla**ified - Questions lyrics

(Intro) Yeah, oh yeah (2x) [Verse 1] Now from the words I view, ya'll people got me thinking Why do I continue rhyming words while I'm speaking? Why do I continue waking up every morning? Why do I continue dissing rappers who are boring? Got to many questions, thought with no answers Way too many people saying put away the sampler Why do people tell me I should pick up a guitar? Why the f** would I do that? I'm a mc not a rock star How many people feel like this? How many people wanna grip they head and feel a twist? Trying to levitate, taking steps at a time You can talk what you walk, no effect on my mind (Cause' I'm breaking necks) No more making threats People in this game claim to be natures best Cla** taking bets, just for teaching y'all a lesson But man, this ain't the time, I got one too many questions For Real [Chorus] What's up, with all these questions? I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!) Do that effectively Is this like testing me? But it won't, no it won't, get the best of me [Verse 2] When will I die? and how will I emerge? When will I teach these mother f**ers not to doubt my words? How can I keep myself together trying to survive? How will I make through another day at 9 till 5? I'm lost in this world, double-crossed in this world Block everybody out; I'm pissed off at this world Got 9 years of paying dues, and not a thing to show Feel like throwing in the towel, call it quits and play it low But I can't cause' I'm dedicated I love this game, but at the same time I kind of hate it Got me stressed and I can't figure if I'm going to make it Got people telling me my records now anticipated, but I got questions Like why did that peep give them beats away for free? And how come I got greedy and started charging a fee? How can we be happy when there's families' suffering? And when will anyone from here win the Stanley cup again? [Chorus] What's up, with all these questions I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!) Do that effectively Is this like testing me? But it won't, not it won't, get the best of me [Verse 3] Aiyyo, 20 years from now, and I rich or am I broke? Am I digging dirt from ditch's trying to my c.d out? Do I sit behind a desk working different office jobs? Paying off a student loans instead of dropping jaws? That life ain't for all, and that life ain't for me I was born to drop tracks, spit on mics properly In the future; buy property, 64 acres My people and my squad will be my next-door neighbours. (Pshh) That's got me wondering, imagination running wild, my days are numbering Y'all don't understanding what I'm thinking, 25 I'm finished Unless I'm offered full-time employment in this business Yeah? So what's it coming to? And what am I supposed to do? Trying to stay alive, they make that sh** it's cla**ified But I'm doing what I want, expressing every word This is my life, I'm living it so f** what you heard [Chorus] What's up, with all these questions I try to figure out, what I doubt, and keep on guessing Do I trust destiny? (Whoa!) Do that effectively Is this like testing me? But it won't, not it won't, get the best of me