Believe. FT. Chris Brown

 

“The separation of talent and skill is one of the greatest misunderstood concepts for people who are trying to excel, who have dreams, who want to do things. Talent you have naturally. Skill is only developed by hours and hours and hours of beating on your craft." - Will Smith”

 

 

When I 1st started the best was he who outsmarted the rest til they looked retarded & devastated & thwarted.

Then designate a new target - whoever stated or parted they separate way has been carted to rest in graves as departed

This resonated & hardened my mental state now im ardent on pressin straight thru uncharted lakes, deserts, straights, til im starvin

Then Ex will take him an artist who says he's great n jus carve his collective weight wit no garnish & present steaks up on our dish

Then defecate out the garbage - the closest the prick will get - to get noticed a lil bit - But jus now its Explicit's shit

Yeah its gross & its gettin thick - Ima shovinous Mr. Pig - Ima roll in this N' throw this ish until this whole bitch jus drips

I'll I know is I cant be squished - There is no man I know exists - Thats programmed to flow as sick

I'm below 0° & frozen stiff - My flows cold as a snowmans dick - No promoting u no more if

You threw low blows for lord knows what? I jus know a pro from a BITCH!

 

 

When the going gets tuff

You gotta keep going

No matter the circumstances

No matter who’s in your way?

Till the fire, till the storm

Let em know you think to do it right

You’d ah figured out to give some motherfucking right

Right- right

All my winners, put your hands up

 

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

O-Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

All my winners, put your hands up!

 

 

Concerned wit sum of u new kids - You mothafuckas is stupid

You come to a site thats cool its - A place to post up ya music

& those who actually use it - Can get some views on improvements

They can apply if they choose its - Jus sad to see it get screwed wit

Cuz all they do is abuse it - They baggin on people who spit

The dudes that actually do shit - That put they heart in they movements

Not jus rappers theirs producers - That come on here in these douches

Will bring em down till he chooses - To chuck up deuces or looses

Whatever moved him to do this - The dude gives up becuz u dissed

On him & he thinks he's useless - But bet I check on you losers' music folders & see you mis-placed every tune that you do

Ya so muthafuckin amusin - Ya spewing out wit excuses

You muthafuckas confused if - You think u hurtin me?

Your given me 3rd degree - Doesnt mean I cant murder beats?

These words for you turds that I'm givin the courtesy - So they certainly know they circus is discouraged by true emcees!

 

 

When the going gets tuff

You gotta keep going

No matter the circumstances

No matter who’s in your way?

Till the fire, till the storm

Let em know you think to do it right

You’d ah figured out to give some motherfucking right

Right- right

All my winners, put your hands up

 

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

O-Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

Only if you Believe

 

All my winners, put your hands up!

 

 

“The only thing that I see that is distinctly different about me is I'm not afraid to die on a treadmill. I will not be out-worked, period. You might have more talent than me, you might be smarter than me, you might be sexier than me, you might be all of those things you got it on me in nine categories. But if we get on the treadmill together, there's two things: You're getting off first, or I'm going to die. It's really that simple, right?"