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