Keep The Faith Styles P (Ft. Aja Lorraine)

[Intro: Styles P & Aja Lorraine]
What can I say? It's so real (oooohhhh, yeeeeeaaaaahh!)
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

[Verse 1: Styles P]
I always feel the ghost is 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
Whatchu know about a wake, with the bishop bein' late?
All my jail niggas 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