To all the non-believers (Non-believers, non-believers, non-believers) (Non-believers, non-believers, non-believers, non-believers)
I make a non-believer say, "Oh my God" Ain´t nothin´ too incredible for the Wizard of Oz Ain´t nothin´ too regretable for me to lose no sleep These the cards I was dealt, bitch, read ´em and weep It´s that West side rollin, pussies get swollen Knockin´ niggas down in the pen, I´m bowlin´ Controllin´ everything I´m holdin´ I made a promise to myself I´ma keep it gangsta always even in the hallways of corporate America, break down the barrier Self-made, Koolaid, fuck what you say Fuck what he say, pimpin´ ain´t easy Don Mega put a dagger in your swagger Rollin´ zones, tell Mick Jagger Fuck the chit-chatter I got a bladder full of red cup liquor, yes, my nigga
Drinkin´ out the pitcher, I turn water into wine like scripture Make a toast, every dose is a overdose And that ghost´ll make your ass do the holy ghost
Make believers outta non-believers Make believers out the overseers Make ´em bow down when they need us We got some non-believers out there Make believers outta non-believers Make believers out the overseers Make ´em bow down when they need us They got to bow down when they need us
Boo, I pop up like a phantom And niggas got to take the ass whoopin´ that I hand ´em Yup, the guys call me Samson, I´m dangerous with a Samsung
Call my niggas at random and they quick to make ugly outta handsome Old rappers, I fuck up your grandson New rappers, meet Charlie Manson I brainwash your damn son, yup, he´ll leave the house with a handgun But if he ran into Zimmerman, pull it out homie, you ain´t got to run It´s a cold, cold world for all these non-believers and underachievers These fake ass bitches and divas Where the fuck will they go when they leave us?
Make believers outta non-believers Make believers out the overseers Make ´em bow down when they need us We got some non-believers out there Make believers outta non-believers
Make believers out the overseers Make ´em bow down when they need us They got to bow down when they need us
Don´t get hogtied fuckin´ with the raw hide My four-five make the law hide For life, gangsta for life Think about your wife ´fore you play with your life It´s that rattlesnake from the battle state, trick That python with the mic on, bitch Palm trees are like napalm, grimy In my hood he like Treyvon, try me I´m walkin´ home with my Skittles The neighborhood watch first house to get riddled Bust, leave bullets in your pillow You fuckin´ hero, don´t make that bitch a widow
This gon´ hurt just a little White people, stop sayin´ "ghetto" It´s like the pot callin´ the kettle Damn, you the reason why we ghetto
We got some non-believers out there Make believers outta non-believers Make believers out the overseers Make ´em bow down when they need us They got to bow down when they need us
Can you believe this motherfuckin´ shit? Havin´ faith is believin´ in somethin´ you have yet to see You got to believe in somethin´, homie Why not believe in me?