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Believe In Me

 

Believe In Me

(アルバム: No Rhyme Or Reason Vol. 2: Just A Sample - 2012)


[Hook x3:]
If I could walk on [x4]
If I could walk on water would you believe in me?
Believe in me, believe in me

Uh, I don't think they comprehend
The price of fame I've got to spend
If I've gotta sell my soul just to reach my goal
You should know that I don't want it to end
As of late, real upset that I had to wait
Just understand I'm a man with a plan
Doing what he can, I don't need a hand
I don't like to play Pat-a-cake (uh)
Lacking that confidence
Despite all of my accomplishments
Fans leaving them compliments
Them critics just won't hop the fence
Them labels won't play me
Them bank [?] don't pay me
It's doe or die, that's AZ
This game is cold, that's AC but
Not being bitter
But they don't even consider
Because I don't got a bunch of fans on Facebook
The same thing goes for Twitter
Make me wanna' just hit this liquor
'Til it sinks into my liver
But your momma knows, like dominos
Motherfucker I deliver
And I hope that they gone see
Yeah I hope they see that shortly
Not to the fans that hold me down
No, the ones that do support me
To the ones that do ignore me
Won't get me where I need to be
Well I just wanna' know what the fuck I gotta do
To make you believe in me (yeah)

[Hook x2]

Kill the verse, I lay the beat
Dwyane Wade shit, I play with heat
Not trying to be forgettable, if the track is edible
You should know I'm made to eat (uh)
Eating, they serving
That fast lane I am swerving
They love me in that urban
Plus white kids, that's suburban (yo)
This goes to my kids in the small town
Cause we overlooked
Me blowing up way over due
Just know I hold the book
No [?] but they know I trot very hard
Yeah I been going hard but I ain't getting far (no)
Must be in my DNA
Wanna' take care of people like a CNA
Then I promise I'm gon' lead the way
Cause I still got shit I need to say
Like Simon, I'm rhyming
Must be that wrong Simon
They hate but they can't relate
Unless they in the place that I'm in (no)
While you was riding high
I felt like I wanna' cry
Sometimes in spite
Sometimes on the mic
Sometimes when I write
I wanna' die but
I guess that's pain that
That's pain that I need to see
But I just wanna' know what the fuck I gotta do
To make you believe in me (yeah)

[Hook w/changes]

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