Believe

And I, started from the, bottom Like a, snowman, ground up Like round chuck, and still put hands on you Staying wound up is how I spend time Sucker free, confidence high Such a breeze when I pin rhymes I just got the air about me Like wind chimes (yeah) Another day in the life (uh) Used to have to scrape to get by (yeah) Now my community is gated And I made it, and my neighbors say hi (say hi) I'm giving them pounds, I'm upscale now Guess it means I'm way in the sky But I still remember the days of, minimal wage for General labor, welfare recipients is a minor Look at how government assistance has made ya Adversity, if at first if you don't succeed Put your temper to more use 'cause being broke is a poor excuse That shit only gives you more fuel Show them why you're you So close, God, it's like I almost got it But close only counts in timebombs and horseshoes So I uni-bomb shit (tick, tick, tick) No remorse Screw it, I'm lit, and that attitude I blew up on quick 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? [Chorus] Do you still believe In me? Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it down (I'll never quit) Do you still believe? In me? [Verse 2] Man I know sometimes these thoughts can be harsh and cold as ice To me, they’re 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 will at least cost you your career 'Cause even my cheap shots are overpriced But this middle finger's 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 consoling you 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 end of tunnel so people are always looking at me as 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 And I'ma get you jacked up, like you’re trying to fix a flat (uh), when you struggle with the spare That double fisted bear, knuckles coupled with this pair of nuts I'm cupping I am your fucking switch, nothing can compare [Chorus] Do you still believe In me? Didn't I get everything I had to give you to make you see? I'll never forget if you turn your back on me Now and walk out I will never let you live it down (I'll never quit) Do you still believe? In me? [Bridge] Started from the bottom like a snowman Oh man, put that in your corncob pipe and smoke that But my battery's 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 insulin ho 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 [Verse 3] Motivation to go, Hussein with the flow Fake fans with the two-faced that show Let heartbeats loot, 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 my dues paid But this booth is taking its toll But it's never too late to start a new beginning 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 for you to not do shit with them I used to play the loser victim 'Til I saw the way Proof was driven I found my vehicle and I haven't ran out of gas yet And when they stacked decks, turn handicaps into assets Fanny packs, hourglasses If time was still 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 once 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 done already hit them with the coup de grace Still you feel the need To go through and deal with that Bruce Willis That blue still, that truth still When that wheel's loose, I won't lose will Do you still believe