[Intro] What can I say? It's so real I don't even feel like talkin most of the time It's ironic that I happen to emcee Then I don't really wanna say shit Kinda funny though Huh
[Styles P] I always feel the ghost-es amongst me I remember times when the roaches was hungry The livin was grungy, if it's money I bungee until the cord breaks Thinkin that I might be the one that's in the Lord's way Am I the bad that's provokin the good We all ride, all live and we smokin the good But my nigga on the reel to reel We move stock, 'til we not for gettin killed for bills And it's all about the chills and thrills, and the good times It's like the mob nigga, in it 'til the hood dies Addicted to the concretes, addicted to the crates If we don't get a connect, we stickin up a wake What'chu know about a wake, with the bishop bein late? All my jail niggaz standin up, fists up to the gate Faggot-ass C.O.'s get the piss up in they face Hold a grudge cause the judge never listened to the case
[Chorus: Aja] Even though you feel like, cryin Just keep on smilin Believin that, there is gonna be somethin better past the pain And even though it hurts, like hell You, just keep on feeling Don't stop moving It's all worth it in the end - you just keep the faith
[Styles P] You can see it but you just can't vision it Society judge a man for the way, that he live in it Either you gettin money or deal with imprisonment No in betweens - I'm gettin green Spots in the world where, they don't know what dinner mean It's really not that crazy in the paint Hear 'Clef in the club, have Haiti on the brain Surrounded by liquor drinkers, niggaz makin it rain And the world's always changin but we still need change Life's a bitch, is death like a good woman? I ask that, cause I know the whole hood comin And the fam comin, and do heaven got a ocean or a dam runnin tryin to understand somethin Flowin like a feather in the wind It start off rough, do it get better at the end? Do I go to a place, where I don't never have to sin? Yeah!
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[Styles P] I'm wicked in my ways cause my temperament Ride for my crew and fuck, everybody's sentiment You enter in the dragon or "The Gangster and the Gentleman" Saliva, is like poison, with adrenaline I spread love to the point I hit the hay line Fuck jail and state time but you ain't gon' take mines It sucks when you livin on gun terms Rather be high on the island gettin sunburned Live 'til I'm old know what my daughter and my son learned Life is all real my nigga, you get one turn I'm tryin to tell these boys that they oughta learn It ain't just fire my nigga - even water burn
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[Aja] Faith makes all things possible Faith is the reality of, things I hope for And the evidence of things not seen and told Keep the faith y'all, just keep the faith y'all