Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Questions (Rough Draft), artist - Tech N9ne.
Date of issue: 31.08.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Questions (Rough Draft) |
What you really doin hoe? |
Why do I do the things I do? |
Why so many questions? |
What am I doing? |
I talk to myself… when there’s no-one to talk to I wanna ask me a question: |
When am I gonna make it up out of a hellish and devilish way? |
When are you gonna make mill-ions with the dividends; |
when are you gonna make ends generate bread? |
Who in the hell, left the gate open? |
Do you wanna sell? |
Is everybody on wavelength like us? |
Why do I rip it in half, doobie kick ass with backwards |
attach isssh like? |
hap ut eallavik? |
Can you wait a minute? |
Can you slow it up a little bit |
Nina so I can get up in it? |
But did you really wanna dabble in fanatical supernatural |
lyrically radical milli minutes, I’m about to begin it Can I get some, can I spit some, which one? |
When am I gonna get off this trip? |
Can I take another peel, why do I feel |
like I’m a sick individual in the room, poppin off at the lip? |
Do you, feel me? |
Do you do voodoo really? |
Did you get it? |
Did you want a real epidemic? |
Will you let me run up in it? |
What’s the word; |
is it absurd? |
What is that isssh you heard? |
Was it real, is it real, was it really real? |
Tech9ne in it to win it besides QDThird occurred |
Who’s the worst, who’s rastafari? |
You never livin never sure it’s Selassie I the First |
brother on the planet Earth, who? |
Do you wanna flow; |
what you wanna do? |
How can I be in the zone like this, gone like this? |
How can I break the obsession? |
In the middle of it all, when I snap back, step back |
and ask myself; |
what, why do you ask so many questions? |
Chorus: repeat 2X (chorus is best guess) |
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? |
Do I wanna stick em with another hit up after this? |
Whyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy? |
I’m at the pinnacle when I’m up in em I’ma kill em in this |
Do you understand. |
whatcha gonna do when Nina hit you |
with the critical homidical lyrical killer flippin |
leavin you with boo-boo underpants? |
How does it feel? |
Do you wanna come up and chill — with an assassin? |
Can you feel it inside, what? |
The feeling of a commotion of two titans clashing |
Why me, who are you, what I am supposed to do — what a nigga here fo'? |
Who do you fear mo'? |
Is it the Nine, with a brand new joint? |
Like to hear it, here go What are you lookin at, when am I gonna get a dose of thorazine? |
Can you give me a little something to ease the pain? |
Ease the mayn, who’s the mayn? |
Tech-a-Nina with the Road Dawgs and the Midwest Side Crew’s to blame |
Can I get a little back with attack issh? |
What do you accomplish, ever can’t you diss, diss |
pitless bottom of a, in you toss thou nigga ass, Babe mish |
Hate a playa percenter a-hundred that is Side West, Mid, down ever who off, what? |
Hack it, did you know Tech9ne hot like a dragon? |
Did you feel it baby? |
Can you give me a double dose |
of whatever the feeling I’m gettin is really pain |
Kobain, for anybody want a piece of this, sickness |
Is it a cinch to get with hot? |
Who, when, where what why? |
I’m at the pinnacle with a killer eye, do I wanna |
die no I just wanna dose of the most inner syringe |
up in my thigh, bonzai! |
Now do you know what the real is? |
Does everybody think I’m twisted? |
Non-realistic |
or do you think that I’m gifted, I’ma live freer |
Can you help me? |
Am I lookin at you |
can I be peepin you from afar, please, remain calm |
Could you be the reason I’m a bomb |
straight out of Vietnam, ready to explode on Sa-tan? |
Tell me what the problem is, I’ma write what the bottom is Do you know what a empty column is? |
Am I your worst nightmare? |
I feel sick right there |
Should I blow it out, can I do without, do I need help? |
Am I living within a pen of demons? |
I’m stressing, can I get a blessing (from who?) |
The one who cursed me with all these Questions |
Some say I’m psychotic |
but if I have to label it, it would be -- confusion |
It’s like I gotta write shit like this |
to keep my head from exploding, yaknowhatI’msayin? |
So many questions |