You know what's funny 
When the shit that makes you laugh, makes you cry 
Hell I'm 'bout ready to cry now 
Thinking 'bout my cousin Brandon 
And how we used to clown 
And then I hear them two shots 
And seen him hit the ground 
I think about Chuck a rapper soon to be a legend 
And then I see him lying there bleeding and begging 
Now every second is divided up  
At .5 I think of Brandon .5 of Chuck 
And it's fucked up 'cause, chuck died on my birthday 
I'm celebrating 19 in the worse way 
All I can say is that it's been about a year now 
365 days of asking how, and still no answers 
 
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We want some answers [repeat 8X] 
 
I done had to cry so much that it's funny now 
Dropping tears think its water balloons asking how 
Could this be me, I couldn't see that better way 
I'm just another black product of where I stay 
Living hell, everybody I know sells or at least tried  
To buy the plastic for black mail, see how they lied 
I'm denied for everything, I quite applying 
I can't even hear the birds sing, my partner's crying 
I often see my brother lying, up in his bunk 
Writing letters from jail telling me to keep it crunk 
Label a drunk to my thirst quencher, a case of Bud 
Got me looking at the bottle backward, letter switcher 
No matter I'ma continue my journey, where was I headed 
A challenge boy every second, damn I regret it 
More regular than unleaded 
Irregular mother, the baby and the child's father 
Must be that each other, another child like most 
Ain't no love, 'cause from the east to the West Coast 
Baby thugs, they selling drugs fuck a pacifier 
So why the fuck should I be scared of eternal fire 
I want some motherfucking answers 
 
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