Panic - Question Mark lyrics

Verse 1: While these rappers stuck I eat up like it was lunch Put my feet in my chucks Sike, in some vans, ain't no hipster, wtf Got these people star struck For what, when they never once gave a f** Now that I'm making bucks No money to people I don't trust Going back to the neighborhood cuz that's where I'm from I'm an activist, not a gangster, never once was Never putting an image up I won't front People fake, Imma be real till I'm done Looking up at the sky asking god, if I'm going in the right direction for once Cuz it feels so good in my gut Imma make it I won't budge Destiny better hide, cuz I'm coming for a gun I won't give up Many people make it and forget everyone I'm making it for all'em Just to give them something back for their dedication Some recognition from being in the lower division Liberation from their work place Let them vibe for a moment with what I'm spitting Verse 2: I'm going in 100 degrees You must not be talking to me I'm rolling up my sleeves I'm not gunning for defeat At any point I'm not falling off me feet I'll make you fall of your seat Before I even speak b**h I'm an evil seed Don't take me too kindly I'm a little psycho, to say the least Annoying call me Johnny I'm thirsty, where's the bleach? Relapse has it on his album to make it clean These rappers giving me a headache Gotta put them back in their places Real sk** is in my mixtape Dissect rappers, put'em in my suit case Wait, erase choke them with a shoe lase Take their heads off then put it back in the same place I'll k** you and your mate, in the track and same way