Believe [From And She Could Be Next]

Don't it feel like your dreams

How deep is the ocean

And wide as the open sky

I know it sometimes it seems

There's no use in hoping

But you'll never make it if you don't try

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe

Took a minute meditating on this vocal admission

How do dreams emerge from broken ambitions?

Especially where circumstance can overwhelm vision

and defeat is passed down like a perfect rendition

We done gotten used to all the closed doors

But when the world at war with you peace of mind just like folklore

We grip wood grain like bare feet on oak floors

Chasing the ghost of freedom our forebears had hoped for

They tell us the playing field level while they coast more

Then they expand, and expect us to settle like old scores

How can man hope when they poach all that he treasures

then tell him that everything of worth already spoke for?

That's what life is like in the land of Bravehearts

where extinguished black stars is how you earn your stripes

I seen a brother penned up from tertiary strikes

and he still believe he destined for the light

That's amazing

Don't it feel like your dreams

How deep is the ocean

And wide as the open sky

I know it sometimes it seems

There's no use in hoping

But you'll never make it if you don't try

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe

They told me all I had was one chance to make it through

And its a longshot make sure that your scope don't betray your view

So I took the path of least resist and downgraded

my intent to scales I thought that I equated to

But I always knew I was meant to be a problem

My people got a long track of unexplained survival

And if you think the odds' slim, I'm lightning in a bottle

Crashing thru their monuments and dancing atop the marble

Lil Redbone born to be a Malcolm

Trying to make a mark, they want me to scribble in the margins

I'm just one of many that defied the outcome

So I'm a play my part, homie I just might be meant for stardom

When this wax drop, hopefully I can push the needl

cuz I've been scratching Basquiats on a rusted easel

Trying to score the soundtrack to this overdue upheaval

Make the kind of future that the babies can believe in

That's my word.

Don't it feel like your dreams

How deep is the ocean

And wide as the open sky

I know it sometimes it seems

There's no use in hoping

But you'll never make it if you don't try

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe in something

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe believe believe believe

You gotta believe