Is that an answer Or is this an echo Is that an answer Or is this an echo Are you the answer Or are you an echo Are you the answer Or are you an echo Man, I can't believe a lotta shit I lost my homie to the street He used to spend his last on a box of bullets He ain't give a fuck about no sneaks Ever since I lost my bro BT My soul been feelin' so weak I used to see his face every fuckin' day Now it's only pics I see And it feels so crazy Man, shit just don't feel the same no more I feel like I'm all alone now Cause me and my homie can't hang no more So sometimes I sit back and think "why that shit happen" But then I thought about it Bro was all about action Hittin' cuts on the drive just to do a lotta clappin' Is that an answer Or is this an echo Is that an answer Or is this an echo Are you the answer Or are you an echo Are you the answer Or are you an echo