Songtext von Questions

Prince poetry: Yo, yo, yo, yo pharoahe Pharoahe monch: Right, right Prince poetry: Brotha why don't you explain How hip hop got caught up in this ill rap game Pharoahe monch: Yo, I got a question Who they followin The niggas with skills Or them niggas that be hollerin Prince poetry: Them niggas that be hollerin These other two modelin Niggas with skills Always and forever keeps a followin Pharoahe monch: Swallowin pride Never we be imperialistic Who rips shit Without being materialistic Statistics show Prince poetry: Ask miss she know Miss: Just cause the niggas got doe Don't mean they got that flow Prince poetry & pharoahe monch: Right, just cause the niggas got doe Don't mean they got that flow Prince poetry: What, nigga you can consider it the bomb If I spit on it Get on it Ride for a little bit Feel how your inner get From internet Intellect Vibes that I'm sendin it Now your soul bubblin' brown sugar so you remember it Legitimate Imminent Crash course for illiterate From ? ? ? ? to heavenly Now some pop some shit But labels get the big shit from sales 45 projects Keepin it naughty like treach