Ghostface k**ah - My Piano lyrics

[Intro: Hi-Tek (unknown man)] (Aiyo, Hi-Tek, play that tune for me) Yeah, yo, they wonder why I play my piano Why I stay low-key, why I'm always in the studio Heh, that's what I do, you playing with the game I play my piano... yeah [Hi-Tek] Is it the love for the money or the love for the game? Is it the love from the honies or the love for the chains? Is it because, most of these little n***as is wack? Or because the game is yelling "Bring that real sh** back"? Is it because of the limelight I'm just trying to be famous? Is it cuz the game dying and I'm just trying to save it? Maybe I'm just successful, so much I won't be cool with 'em Maybe it's because I'm crazy, just in love with my music Hi-Tek... [Hook: Dion] They wonder why I play my piano You can't deny it if it's in you Get that money, that monero Wait any longer, it will stress you [Ghostface k**ah] Aiyo, flying through to Aspen in Claiborne gla**es Burning a Churchill, a bad b**h dumping the ashes It's Bailey's on ice with big straws Mongoloid rocks is gleaming while the twin Glocks stuffed in my drawers Jadakiss baldy with chicks on me, bricks on me French/German murder, Swiss Army, you can never snitch on me I'm too strong, I'm spinning my web, across town In rough places and black alleys, getting that bread If I go broke I'll sell slabs of soap Cheap bags of smoke, told y'all don't f** with Tone Loc It's a Staten Island thing, you could ask Alabin We wilding without that guap we become very violent Until then, I play the piano Luciano on the ba**, Mariano on the block with the saves I'mma grind 'til my seeds is grey Still young when I'm eighty, poppin Cialis and f** all day (Huh) [Hook] [Raekwon] Got the hood jumping, Champion sweats Nike Flight suit, boots on, 'bout to put it in in the 'jects Streets love k**as, brothers with swords Suede front, sprayed pumps, lobbies where the losses is bought New shotties for the youngsters Good trees, sit in the weeds, white T's on looking for Munsters Everybody punched in, it's lunchtime Look at the line, yo I moulded this design See my gunsmiths {*gun co*ks*} We carry two four-five, trooper tight But got that gun that shoot stupid fire Bagging up work, I'm back on the Earth About to make something happen fast, put a stack in my shirt Yo, all the coverage you could hear Mobster status, yeah, year of the great ones, a griz bear Get mines, you know a n***a rip lines It's part of the character, but other than that yo I'm on b**h time [Hook 2X] [Outro: Hi-Tek] Yeah, jump up, beat em down, get the step up...