Alex Tracy - The Question? Lyrics

Let me ask this
Why the media stay boosting
People way above the median
Might be living large but
You still wearing a medium
Threw it back to 96 nah
That's just my idiom
Learned I can't rely on people
Happened when I needed them
Everybody claim to got the gas
But you only smoking helium
I ain't feelin ya
I ain't feelin them
So when you see me with the crew
Don't come through like
What's new 'cuz
You wasn't there
When all I had was issues
To get through in a dark room but
It's cool
(That's cool it's fine)
I just used the time to meditate
As if I was hindu or a buddhist
Flow so versatile they stay asking
How I do this
Spitting lyrics oh so fluent
The 90s was my influence
I can't help but reflect it in my music
And I can't even release it
If it don't pique my own amusment
Stupid I'm lucid and all the thotties
Around me say I'm too sick
That's true sh*t all on snapchat flexing
You a dog when you're toothless I'm ruthless
The truth is you're all bark with no bite
When police label me it's
All lefts no rights so Mr. Officer
Why's the strap out from yo right
And in sight
But since it's out you gotta know
The second amendment states
That I should have sufficient
Arms and ammunition to maintain
A status of independence
From any who attempt to abuse
Me which includes the police and the
Government so why you
Reneging on your covenant
Unaware that my people
Got giant clips equipped
The weight of army sticks
One false move they'll
Leave an opp walking with a limp
Like you was crip

Music gets me higher

To all you internet rappers claiming
You pimping these b*tches when you get
Pimped out you've just been laid off
Tracy got a big mouth cuz i know they'd
Rather be pissed on than pissed off
Check the wrist dawg
Don't got time for no pit stops
Especially now my peers callin me rap god
But i prefer lyrical prophet
Got my competition thinking that lyrics is toxic
No wonder why all they say is nonsense on trap beats
With stolen flows y'all ain't gone peep sh*t
D*mn they so throwed and right though y'all
Don't even peep sh*t instead label me psycho
For not bein up in this cycle I still can't let
All of these sound byters slide though
No no no time for the nonsense
My n*gga you sound retarded I
Never claimed to be the hardest
Let the beat drop and the cypher I'll start it
Check my kill list
Every show I performed at
I done killed sh*t
Check yo wishlist
All we see is new chains and whips
Sh*t let me put you on this slave ship
Since you wanna be covered in chains and whipped
Like what ya name is
Nah you Tobi b*tch
I'm Kunta Kinte I'll 5 toes this sh*t not to mention
I refuse to quit till they remember what my name is
What's my name
Alex Tracy

Ya music
Ya music
The music gets me high
I can't keep her out of my mind
Always wandering through my mind
Trying to go see what's flying by
I don't really know why we get high
All I really know is why why why
Because the music gets me high
The music gets me higher
Gets me higher
It gets me higher
It gets me higher