Ruste Juxx - One Question lyrics

[Intro: Sean Price] I am so cool, cool ,cool, cool [Hook: Sean Price] (I just wanna ask ya one question) Who's the nicest Emcee, n***a? (I just wanna ask ya one question) Who rap better than P, n***a? (I just wanna ask ya one question) Beretta or Desert Eag's, n***a? (I just wanna ask ya, I want ya to know) [Verse 1: Sean Price] A-yo n***a's acting tough, until I shmack The impact will blow trees back and crack statues Pistol whip your sh**, stick in the clip and then clap you That's when I smash you, reading the book of Matthew I be the best to do it, the leader of the new school while the rest is true it You had a chance but I guess you blew it Piss on your grave, now you all can rest in fluid Listen, Knife on my right the pistol is left Sell a black n***a crack, white crystal meth Drug money, my n***as stay scrapping plates Stay dirty, you can tell by my bathing ape I shoot your rap book, rifle your hood rhymes Running wild, funny style, Michael from Good Times Sean Price, Babu on the beats Better watch where you walk, 'fore you stabbed in your feet P! [Hook: Reek] Yeah (I just wanna ask ya one question) Why the f** is your b**h checkin' me when she with you? (I just wanna ask ya one question) Why the f** I ain't get signed yet? (I just wanna ask ya one question) Do you want your motherf**ing jaw broke, n***a? (I just wanna ask ya, I want ya to know] [Verse 2: Reek] I don't answer questions when they asked by the police 'Cause I don't know you and him, and him and you do don't know me There must have been a mixup, I wasn't in Brownsville I was out in the Stuy with some b**h getting my dick s**ed What you mean how the f** his chain got around my neck? How his watch on my wrist? He gave it to me as gift I don't know how all your money got in my pocket But your b**h in my bed, 'cause your honey I'm co*kin' Beating n***as half to d**h, ref you gotta stop it When Master P drop Mic Tyson you better cop it If you don't your chest we gon' heckle and [?] it Not even a vest could slow 'em down or block it Who told you that I buy things, sell 'em and make a profit? That's just an air hustler, fussing and making gossip The names Reek and big business is what I'm repping And I'm tired of giving answers quit asking these f**ing questions [Hook: Ruste Juxx] (I just wanna ask ya one question) Why your ugly a** moms ain't use birth control? (I just wanna ask ya one question) Why the f** your timbs always leaning like the Tower of Pisa (I just wanna ask ya one question) How the f** you got a caesar with waves in the front and an afro shag in the back? (I just wanna ask ya, I want you to know) [Verse 3: Ruste Juxx] Yo how it took you thirty years just to sound ight? When I spit my first rhyme n***as knew I was nice How your girl gave brain to me, Buck, and Starang On tour, ran a train, but you love her the same Why your man frontin' like he got a gun on his waist? Said I tried to style on him, got punched in his face Why that b**h body banging and her a** so fat But her grill like she got smacked with a spike bat Why the feds taking pictures and looking through my window? I'm still sippin' gin and juice, smoking on some Indo Why your pen game is weaker than the tracks you be spittin' on? Keep your day job, you ain't never getting on Why y'all n***as on your knees taking back shots? Never slung a slingshot, let alone a crack rock Why the f** you ask so many questions? Left field, shift from different directions f** out of here