Styles P - Same Scriptures lyrics

[Intro:] Huh Word (echoes) Huhh [Verse] See the streets taught me well so I keep it real witcha Cross my heart and hope to die Follow the same scriptures It's hard out here Can't survive again We got no heart out here n***a figure the angle Even the reaper of d**h is called an angel A slug to your face will rearrange you n***a will straight bang you Street life will change you What do you see you close your eyelids Vampires, lycans and wolves a couple hybrids And the pigs don't fit But the snakes going hiss so the cigs going whiff And the apes going blast and the whips going splash And the funny thing about it is the pigs goin laugh And the raps going eat, so I rap on beats Before that I had to sell crack on streets We ain't playin lil' homie That's the game lil' homie Don't be dumb, living for a name lil' homie I did that, now I'm making change lil' homie You hungry, but never show your fangs lil' homie Whaddup, whaddup (oooh)[x3] Whaddup, whaddup