[Intro: Fredro Starr]
Yo, what up, son? Yeah, Happy New Year’s man, you too. Yeah, but it’s crazy cold out here right about now, man. Yea, I’m just chillin’ in the coupe, k’nawm sayin’? Windows up, drivin’ through the city, smokin’ an L for dolo. You know how we do. This shit I be thinkin’ about is crazy, son
[Verse 1: Fredro Starr]
What if Notorious was here, what if he was around?
Would all these niggas claim to be king? Who would wear the crown?
Yo, what if 'Pac was still thuggin'? What if he was alive?
Would all these niggas still be screamin' out “Ride or Die”?
What if Milli Vanilli’s record never skipped on stage?
They’d be the illest con niggas in the game today
Yo, what if Jordan never had Scottie?
What if Sammie never ratted Gotti? What if New York without Giuliani?
What if Mike Tyson fought Ali in his prime?
What if Will Smith got gangsta, and start cursin’ in rhymes?
What if Erick never met Parrish? Think they’d be Makin’ Dollas?
What if they neva made candy paint for Impalas?
My down south niggas'll wil' out (Word up)
My west coast niggas'll wil' out (Word up)
What if computers shut down for the Y2K?
What if N.W.A. never had Dre?
What if Eminem was black, would he have sold five mill'?
Or would he be 1 out of 5 million rappers with no deal?
What if you had to pay for air, a dollar a breath?
Half the hood would fuckin' pass out and choke to death
What if Hip-Hop was banned in 52 states?
They’d give you 5 years a piece for records, CD's, and tapes
What if the world stopped? No more time, fuck a watch
What if there's no laws, no jails, and no more cops?
[Pre-Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Shit is crazy
Shit I be thinkin’ about...
[Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Yo, it’s just questions that I ask myself
When I analyze the world when I’m by myself
I think some bugged out shit when I’m by myself
Drinkin' weed, smokin' Hennessy, all by myself
Questions that I ask myself
When I analyze the world when I’m by myself
I think some bugged out shit when I’m by myself
Drinkin' weed, smokin' Hennessy, all by myself
It’s questions that I ask myself
[Post-Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Shit is crazy
Shit I be thinkin’ about...
[Verse 2: Fredro Starr]
Yo, what if Snoop was the President? Shit, we’d all be high
Blowin’ chronic in the White House, smoke in the sky
What if they neva made the Coupe 5, what would I drive?
Probably a 430 drop, ruthless, wit' buggy eyes
What if Red and Meth freestyled and battled on stage?
What if Das had bald heads and Onyx had braids?
What if history was changed, slavery reversed?
Would black ladies see white boys and clench they purse?
What if Diallo didn’t get shot 41 times?
What if the kids was popular that went to Columbine?
What if Ewing would have dunked it, instead of fading away?
The Knicks woulda been the champs, he wouldn'ta got traded away
Yo, what if Run never met D, would I’a been an MC?
What in cee-lo you win by rolling 1-2-3?
What if the world stop? No more time, fuck a watch
What if there’s no laws, no jails, and no more cops?
[Pre-Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Shit is crazy
Shit I be thinkin’ about
[Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Yo, it’s just questions that I ask myself
When I analyze the world when I’m by myself
I think some bugged out shit when I’m by myself
Drinkin' weed, smokin' Hennessy, all by myself
Questions that I ask myself
When I analyze the world when I’m by myself
I think some bugged out shit when I’m by myself
Drinkin' weed, smokin' Hennessy, all by myself
It’s questions that I ask myself
[Post-Chorus: Fredro Starr]
Shit is crazy thinkin’ about
[Outro: Fredro Starr]
Lookin' out the window
All I see is rain
Feelin' the pain
Gunshots out my window
(Ugh, ugh, ugh)
Anotha nigga gets slain
What am I to think?
Drinkin' this weed
Smokin' this Hennessy(9334341)
Ain’t anotha like me – crazy
Fuck all y’all, fuck the world
Fuck America
