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Void Ask Them Why

one asks them why [x2] Tell us how to act Tell us what to do Tell us where to go You want me to be you? We all live their lies No one asks them why

know why you catch their pimp? Go ask him, my whores are fresh So I afforded them 'Xplore the rest Tell you now back door's the best For the stress We never raw in flesh Why

all these years they didn't even try to find me Nevermind love, I feel like they never liked me If I thought there was a god I would ask the nigga WHY

grass was over grazed there, and spotted like some mange; The buffalo were dead there, the trees they all were through, and if they saw some Injuns, why they would kill them

all these years they didn't even try to find me Nevermind love, I feel like they never liked me If I thought there was a god I would ask the nigga WHY

got some big fish to fry like Marlins Part niggas, steady mobbin' [Chorus:] I've got some questions to ask, and I'm waitin' on some answers Like, Why do the good die young? Why

best for the stress we never raw in flesh Why I'm sores aguess (?) I get paper, yeah I stack them chips condoms when i grab them hips kiss and mix you wrap them

got some big fish to fry like Marlins Part niggas, steady mobbin' [Chorus:] I've got some questions to ask, and I'm waitin' on some answers Like, Why do the good die young? Why

of slow death deathly through her lips, She blows a kiss Which I can only resist in vain She got the gift of gravity pulling to ask her name She says