Lootpack, Quasimoto - 20 Questions lyrics

Ey Quasimoto, man! (Quasimoto)
Get off my back with the 20 Questions, man
There go Madlib the bad kid right
Over there from the Lootpack (Yes)
Right over there, man, ask him, man, ask him

"Where are y'all from?"
We from the west O-X to be exact
Lyric arrest your pack with flows
To drop your order format
"But what y'all on?"
Even though we flex until the exit
On living daily
But that soundpiece always be some next shit
"Are y'all original?"
We stay original while your subliminal
Lines and minimal perception
Poetical enemas for your section
"I bet y'all money hungry"
We dig in crates to get them papes
"What, word"
We droppin beats to clock ends meet
"Now not only for the money"
We're not only for them ends because
If I wasn't gettin' paid
I'd still be dropping beats until my grave
"So who you down with?"
I'm down with the Wildchild, DJ Romes
Oh No and God's Gift "Oh, yeah"
Kazi, Declaime, Medaphoar
Shock got the spliff (shock)
DJ Twist, Kan Kick, peace to Roc C, yeah
Nikko, where my nigga Lali
Like when I'm rushin' loops with E-Swift
(yeah) going out of town with the Liks
End up in A T l-Double-O T-P-A-C-K
Represent how I live every day "805"
L double-O T-P-A-C-K
Represent how I live every day "805"