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KB - I Believe lyrics

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Ft. Mattie of For Today

(Intro x2)

I I I I

I believe (I believe)

I believe that (I believe that)

I believe that we will win

(Verse)

K to the second letter, let me take it there

Please brag on what ya did

How ya smashed yo first week sales (aw, yeah!)

It ain't like yo numbers make vaccines to heal weak cells

Ya brag when yo money go sumewhere besides yoself

I'm goin' with our voice

Where they got them bullets flying like it's PowerPoint

And then I'm goin' down to HaCo

With a chance of making it down to flocko

I'm with the Southside kids till they reach age

And then head fo' the Keys like spring break

Cause I believe that we intervene with our knees grey

And go and be changed, then we talk about it

I get it poppin', pop it, ya probably got a problem

Befo' they can stop me, got to cut my power like I'm Amish

Hold the torch up high in the thick dark

The dream works no matter how bad the pics are

Cause I see how bad the globe is

But they don't know how bad our hope is

They don't know how bad we want this

It ain't where we at boy it's where we're goin'

(Hook)

I believe that we will win, I believe that we will win (x2)

I believe that we will win, I I I I believe (I believe)

I believe that (I believe that) I believe that we will win

I believe that we will win, I believe that we will win (x4)

(Verse 2)

They tell my young dudes that success is up to ya

But that's hard when ya got 12 years of whack schools

So it's rap or it's packs, eitha way ya get them bars

When they give up we get charged, what's the system to our God?

We don't fight fo' the W but we fight from the W

Neva said it wouldn't be trouble buh

But, but he bring trouble to whateva troubles ya

As struggles do multiple valuable things that are wonderful

We suffer thru', hustle thru' all the things he wants to humble ya

Humble ya, take ya & break ya and make ya into anotha dude

Take away any otha truth, he's the one that can comfort ya, a'ight

Wait on it, tomorrow We Live! He's making all things new!

Making all things new, tell the paralytic that he gon' dance

Tell breast cancer that she won't win, tell racism that he gon' end

What he doesn't heal now, homie, he gon dent, let's go!

(Hook)

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