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STYLES P : Am I In The Right Game lyrics

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STYLES P lyrics : "Am I In The Right Game"

[Intro: Styles P]
There we go, that's why, there we go
Close that door

Always need ya ^!$$%s, I needed my ^!$$%
Yeah...


[Verse 1: Styles P]
I told you that I'm lyrically fine tuned
Pay atttention, to the ghetto prince in case that I die soon

I'm waitin' for a war to come, yeah I'm I'll natured
But still see the lord in my son
They say the %#@!s mysterious

I be bustin your lung,
Give me a gun the kid get serious
All I want is some peace and quite, all I need is a little silence, I can't get it though, still smokin weed n wildin, ^!$$%s show loyalty, (*##$es know I'm a gangsta, %#@! is for real they all wanna spoil me

If I ain't rollin up, then I'm loadin up,
Point out a block, s.p will sow it up
Don't ask where my ^!$$%s at,

Know where my ^!$$%s at,
I live long enough I'm blow with my ^!$$%s, black, can't stand to see my people grope,
We hold guns and move lethal [email protected]%!e,

I'm an animal ^!$$%, I'm a smoke, drink and eat with you. play the streets with you,
Point 'em, I'm a hammer the ^!$$%,
And these ^!$$%s talkin nonsense,

I'm on some don %#@!,
I'll rip you up on some real ex con %#@!,
I'm in the parking lot on Nepperhan in Yonkers,

To the top ^!$$%,
Til they put me on the mother$#&@in dirt,
I ain't never gunna stop ^!$$%


[Chorus: x2]
God please forgive me, cause I know I'm a sin again, til the end of time, then let me begin again,

Life so strange time keep tickin
But life don't change, am I in the right game?


[Verse 2: Styles P]
I'm in a room with a thousand people still feel alone
But I can walk through a graveyard and feel right at home, I know this %#@! sound weird, just something I spit for ya ear

But heres my position, a lot ^!$$%s listen but they just can't hear,
So I'm puff a blunt why you in the front, I'm in the rear
Can I drop a little science

If david killed golith then whose the real giant, y'all ^!$$%s dying, if ya'll ^!$$%s lyrists, you can under stand that P is in the grind and my mind is a piramige,
Don't ask for acceptable, verbally I murder you, my 24 bars is like a blast from a weapon,
Funny that I'm laid back, wild on the other hand, kidnap and body you style on your other man, don't care about you rough past,

Or if you bust $$#,
All I know is I'm gunna send shots though your mustache,
Holiday here, mark down the calender,

Brain of a champion, heart of a challenger,
Come through the block with the big 40 caliber, liquor and some weed, and a sword like eXcalibre everybody get it,
Go through the block tell ^!$$%s that I'm flippin, like everybody with it,

Screw y'all ^!$$%s 2 in the head one in the chest, $#&@ y'all I never knew y'all ^!$$%s, what

[Chorus: x2]

God please forgive me, cause I know I'm a sin again, til the end of time, then let me begin again,
Life so strange time keep tickin
But life don't change, am I in the right game?

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