Vega (F) - I Believe

Children, children, children
I used to be a villain
Aye, I believe
I believe
I believe
Yes I do believe
I gotta give thanks
Lord forgive me
If I look a little twisted
Black on the list
It's cause I miss my misses
I'm gone
Like out of touch
I gotta speak with ya palm
Folded from that punch
When I lost my mom
Remember days
When shit just looked a little different
You know
Like when ya wrist
Would get to whipping in the kitchen
I can hardly see the past now
Hardly hear the last sound
Hardly living
Smoke a Spliff and then I pass out
They tell me
Jesus, He gone save ya
Then why the fuck I gotta blaze up
Shit is twisted
What's get me lifted
That I'm gifted
Plus I got a vision
The Holy Spirit in my lungs
Do ya fucking get it
Times it took for me
Oh, to learn myself
Say hater rip ya mask off
Remove the twelfth
Itchy disciple
No Bible
Kissing and telling
Ya word touched my brain
God I'm reaching for heaven
As if my soul is in prison
I stand on edge
I gotta keep from tripping
Only reason that a nigga
Keep on flipping digits
Woah man
Thinks if future leads to throne then
Probably come into my own
Work of own hands
Master creator
Probably born in space but
Let another nigga tell ya
What it ain't cuz
You don't really know yourself
Aye
You don't really know yourself
I said ya run from ya dreams
Cry, kick, and scream
Please help thee
God, me can't breathe
Sweetest symphonies
Be relative to life
The heart
Oh my art
Better with a touch of ice baby
What's the rock you gon' cling to
Aye
Steady keeping on your fire
Oh, that's me too
A proclamation like from Jadakiss
Or Sheek Louch
Never gon' quit
'Til we won
As the people
I believe
I believe
I believe
Yes I do believe
They'll never take me alive
Woah
They'll never take me alive
Aye, woah
They'll never take me alive
Woah
I'm getting high with my four-five
Yeyo
They'll never take me alive
I'm getting high with my four-five
Woooahhh
You like a bitch in disguise
I think I fucked her from both sides
Aye, yeyo, I
They'll never take me alive
I'm getting with my whole choir
Woooahhh
Ah, patty flipping them pies
I spell success with my third eye
Aye, yeyo, I
They'll never take me alive
Woah
They'll never take me alive
Aye, oh
They'll never take me alive
Woah
I'm getting high with my four-five
Yeyo
I said I, I, I, I
I believe
I believe
Yes I do believe
Yeyo, aye

Written by:
Daniel Vega

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