Believe
Cada-cada día yo veo la destruccion,
Cada-cada día yo veo la maldicion...
Cada-cada día yo veo la destruccion,
Cada-cada día yo veo la maldicion...
(translation: "Each day I see the destruction, each day I see the malice-damnation")
Won't it all, go away...
Won't it all, go away...
This is-this is my world,
This is-this your world,
If you believe in my heart...
This is-this is my world,
This is-this our world, If we believe in our hearts...
Press record, cuz here less is more
Than before when everything in the store cost a quarter
Fast the forward, get a cam record it
Now there's a berry that's born on every corner
Hot damn hoe here we go again
Got ammo to bust back my trusty pen
The winds are rushinn', men and women are lustin'
How long do we got till it breaks?
Just depends on whether rims the same price as jims life
Right becomes wrong, wrong becomes right
Fight for life, cold winter breeze blow swift
Everyday is a gift - bigger than box wrapped for Christmas
Some say why do I tell my story?
Tell them you saw me alone wit mic talkin' bout life
And... you know just shootin' the breeze
Humbly mumble to you people bout the birds and the bees
About the war overseas and they killin' our trees
It aint goin be nothin' left if we hate
Gotta believe!
Cada-cada día yo veo la maldicion...
Cada-cada día yo veo la destruccion,
Cada-cada día yo veo la maldicion...
(translation: "Each day I see the destruction, each day I see the malice-damnation")
Won't it all, go away...
Won't it all, go away...
This is-this is my world,
This is-this your world,
If you believe in my heart...
This is-this is my world,
This is-this our world, If we believe in our hearts...
Press record, cuz here less is more
Than before when everything in the store cost a quarter
Fast the forward, get a cam record it
Now there's a berry that's born on every corner
Hot damn hoe here we go again
Got ammo to bust back my trusty pen
The winds are rushinn', men and women are lustin'
How long do we got till it breaks?
Just depends on whether rims the same price as jims life
Right becomes wrong, wrong becomes right
Fight for life, cold winter breeze blow swift
Everyday is a gift - bigger than box wrapped for Christmas
Some say why do I tell my story?
Tell them you saw me alone wit mic talkin' bout life
And... you know just shootin' the breeze
Humbly mumble to you people bout the birds and the bees
About the war overseas and they killin' our trees
It aint goin be nothin' left if we hate
Gotta believe!
Credits
Writer(s): Oliver Smith, Mark Pledger
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