NO QUESTIONS

I'M LIKE CANDY, BITCHES THINK I'M DANDY
BUT I KILL IT ON THE MICROPHONE LIKE HURRICANE SANDY
NO HOMO CUZ THEY CALL ME BOY FROOT
THEY LAUGHIN' THEY ALREADY KNOW THAT I GOT A DIAMOND SUIT
LIKE JIM JOE KELLY ON THE CUT
TO MY RIGHT AND MY LEFT I GOT A SKEEZ AND A SLUT
BOUNCE MY SKULL LIKE A BOBBLE HEAD
YOU ALREADY I AINT AFRAID TO DROP EM DEAD
I SPRAY EM WIT THAT AK
I COULD DO IT ALL DAY
NONE OF YOU GOT NOTHIN TO SAY
WHEN YOU DEAD IN THE DIRT
YOUR FAMILY'LL PRAY
BUT THEN I CUT EM UP IN MY SLEEP
STUFF THE BODY PARTS IN MY RENTAL JEEP
TAKE EM DOWN TO THE LAKE LET THE BAGS WASH AWAY
WHILE I THINK, WHILE I THINK ABOUT
WHAT TO DO WITH THE REST OF MY DAY
AND I'm INCONSPICUOUS, THEY WOULDN'T EVEN FIGURE THIS
I SNORT BARS AND DRIVE FAST CARS THAT AIN'T MINE
BITCHES THINK I'M LYIN', BUT I AIN'T
AND I'LL DIP YA IN A BUCKET OF PAINT
IF YA TEST ME, MY SECOND BEST GUESS'LL BE
A BULLET IN YA EYE, I'LL CATCH YA BY SURPRISE
SURPRISE, SURPRISE, SURPRISE
I SUMMON DEMONS OUTTA THE DIRT TO GIVE YA THE HURT
BUT THAT AIN'T THE WORST
YOU'LL PROLLY END UP IN THE BACK OF MY HURST
I GOT ANEURYSMS AND STATIC MISSIONS
AND IF YA DON'T WATCH OUT, THE GAT'LL GETCHA
I NEVER WAS THE SAME SINCE THE DAY I SNIFFED COCAINE
SNORT IT TO THE DOME, NO QUESTIONS JUST SNIFF THAT BLOW

WE'VE HAD A MIND PROGRAMMING EXERCISE CALLED THE WAR ON DRUGS FOR THE LAST 40 YEARS, WHICH HAS BEEN DESIGNED TO CREATE AN INTERNAL ENEMY IN OUR SOCIETIES AND CONVINCE PEOPLE THAT THERE ARE THESE EVIL, WICKED GROUPS, WHO ARE DOING THESE TERRIBLE, SINFUL THINGS, SMOKING THESE DRUGS, DOING THIS AND THAT, AND THIS VERY DARK IMAGE HAS BEEN CREATED AROUND IT