Believe

歌詞

And I started from the bottom, like a Snowman, ground up, like round chuck And still put hands on you, stayin' wound up That's how I spin time, sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pin rhymes I just got that air about me, like wind chimes Another day in the life, used to have to scrape to get by Now my community is gated and I made it and my neighbors say hi I'm givin' em pounds, I'm upscale now Guess it means I'm way in the sky But I still remember the days off Minimum wage for, general labor Welfare recipient as a minor Look for government assistance has made you Adversity if at first shit don't succeed Put your temper to more use 'cause being broke is a poor excuse That should only give you more fuel Show 'em why you're you So close, got it's like a, almost Got it, but close only counts in time bombs and horse shoes So I uni-bomb shit (tick, tick, tick) No remorse Screw it, I'm lit, and that's the attitude I blew up on That's why they call me firecracker I grew up on wick (wick, wick, wick) with a short fuse I got some important news to report to Anyone who thought I was done, nah, bitch, not quite Spotlight's back on, got my faith, where's yours? Do you still believe In me? Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? I never forget if you turn your back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it down Do you still believe? I'll never quit In me? Man I know some times these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me, there's just ink blots I just fling them like slingshots, and so precise So you might want to think it over twice When you retards can roll the dice But beef can at least cost you your career Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced But this middle finger is free as a bird New warhead-ed birth, you just forehead-ed on earth Too short for a verse, studied his formula Learned how to incorporate a curse Point it towards corporate america Stick a fork in it and turn 'Cause four letter words are more better Heard the world force-fed a turd to me You're getting yours But sometimes I overdo it But I just get so into it I was there consulting when no one knew it When your situation showed no improvement I was that door, you walked over to it I'm the light at the tunnel so people are always looking at me when they're going through it When that tunnel vision is unclear shit becomes too much to bear Since "Cleaning Out My Closet" when I was having trouble with the snare I'm that unrealistic prayer answered I'm going to get you jacked up, like you're trying to fix a flat (uh) When you struggle with a spare That double fisted bear, knuckles coupled with the spare Nuts, I'm cuppin' I am your fuck it switch nothing can compare Do you still believe In me? Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? I never forget if you turn your back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it down Do you still believe? I'll never quit In me? Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe, and smoke that But my battery is low I'm gonna need a booster in my pack I know I always got Proof on my back I called you a groupie cause I knew for a fact My ace in the hole, homie, I'm calling on you 'cause I think I'm slowly Startin' to lose faith in it so, give me that inkling and Motivation to go, who's insane with the flow Fake fans with the two faced that show Let heartbeat produce hate in my soul Laying vocals two days in a row True statement, hate to go down this road But there's only one route to cross this bridge So I walk in this bitch with loose chains 'Cause all I dues paid But this booth is taking its toll But it's never too late to start a new beginning So that goes for you too So what the fuck you gon' do, use the tools you're given Or are you going to use the cards you were dealt as an excuse to not do shit with them I used to play the loser victim Until I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they stack decks, turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs, hourglasses If time was on my side I'd still have none to waste Man, in my younger days, that dream was so much fun to chase It's like I run in place while this shit dangled in front of my face But how do you keep up the pace and the hunger pains when you've won the race When that pool of exhaust is cooling off 'Cause you don't got nothing left to prove at all 'Cause you already hit them with the coup de gras Still you feel the need To go through and deal with that Bruce Will It's that blue steel, that true skill When that wheel's loose I won't loose will Do you still believe?