Common - Believe lyrics

rate me

These

Are words of a believer

Achiever

LEAder

Of the globe

Free

The souls

Of those

In need.

I bleed

The blood

Of the struggle

Walking over troubled

Puddles

The hustler's

In my chest

No hustling

No progress

Extremities of life in this process

The birth of a son, the death of ANOther

With LOVE I caress both mothers

And told

Them, "Who's in control,

It's the one that's above us"

I walk bread, money talks, and love stutters

Body language

Of a nation

Going through changes

The young become dangerous

Pain is

Mended into anger

Anger

Gets sent through the chamber

It's tough when your own look like strangers

We are the sons of gangsters

And stone rangers

If you could have an early March, rang us

Look at the picture, it's hard not to blame us

We're trying

... ? in the Chi

Where the young die

Often

Do they end up in a coffin

Because we haven't taught them?

Is it what we're talking?

We really ain't walking

Huge hustler's faith, how much did it cost him?

By myself on the same corner that we lost him

Real talking

In their ear like a Walkman

My thought's been around the corner, to the world

So when I see Him, I see my baby girl

The Lord

Lives among us

The younger's

Hunger

Becomes a

Means to get it, by any ways nece-

Ssary under

Pressure

Children

FEELin'

Lesser

With the STEEL upon the dresser

Kill

At Will

Aggressors

Destiny's children

Survivors

Soldiers

In front of buildings

Their EYES look older

It's hard to see blessings

In a VIOlent culture

Faced against weapons

SIRENS, holsters

That ain't the way that Langston

Hughes wrote us

Soul control us

On the shoulders

Of Moses

And Noah

We go from being Precious to Oprah

Culti-

Vated to over-

Come ever since we came over-

Seas the day

In a way

That you can see it

He de-

Termined

The SOLAR keeps burning

Shorty's KNOW TA keep learning

Lessons in our life

Are like

Stripes

That we earning

I took Grant's advice

That Christ is returning

Like a the thief in the night

I write for beacons of light

For those of us in dark alleys

In parched valleys

Street hits spark rallies

Of the CONscious

CONquerors

Of a CONtest

That seems

Beyond us

Even through the unseen

I know that God watches

From one King's

Dream

He was able to Barack us

One King's

Dream

He was able to Barack us

One King's

Dream

He was able to Barack us

Believe, Believe, Believe, Believe...