Styles P - Exhibit A Freestyle A.K.A Ghostblaze lyrics

Schemin' on the paper cause I've been doing my thing since beat street breakers Kareem was in the Lakers Magic got drafted DJ Red Alerted Mr. magic got blasted good old days I was just a yougin' wishing my mother had money like Phillip Drummond thinking of k**ing something Cuz poverty is rougher than a brillo pad Poor a** folks who's wishing that they was middle cla** Middle cla** folks who's dreaming that they'll get rich Now im high in the Benz just leaning up in this sh** Black america white america The green dollar bill i'll show you a persons character Flippin' like barnes in platoons Tom Berenger It is religion or rely on gin Kamikaze throwing the bomb and diving the pen Alot of n***as throw up they sets when they riding in the pen Lots of n***as losing they life's cuz they dying to win Is it 5 prayers a day or 2 prayers a day Going thru bullsh** I need some new prayers to say Thinking of my seed I planted in this world full of greed The rain look purple like the weed The circle of succeed success is what we greed Honor and loyalty is the code and the creed Thinking of the goals I sold blow to a g Gimme a second let me gather my thoughts Mad high in the court like why I had to get caught Mad money to the lawyer more to the bail bond Thinking if I got to do time then I feel strong That whole idea just feels wrong If you're sick in the head then get your heal on You don't want to dance in the devil then its ugly Trust me the tip of the blade is rusty Catch me in black label new denim more rugby Connect got it cheaper than mine n***a then plug me Hard like Malone yeah Karl Moses or Bugsy Bugsy Malone or Bugsy Moran When a life full of crime but I do what I can Im legit now spit now n***a im the sh** now Is the ghost on the blaze beat I ain't met a rapper alive that can phase me