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letra de believe me - sha stimuli

[verse one] [sha stimuli]:
i don’t know where to begin
without spending it’s hard to get spins
so if your computer’s not on, then the spot that i start at is right where i’ll end
the only time i pushed a benz was when the transmission died and i was riding wit my mens
if i ain’t do music with the people that i do it with, the truth is, i wouldn’t have friends
some of my mixtapes were sloppy
i don’t think my burner has any bodies
my album, it sold more copies than the label even thought and i showed that nothing can stop me
i been doing this mad long
i wouldn’t say i made bad songs
maybe weak verses or the track wrong
some people thought that i was blackballed
see, i was driving in my own lane
some other rappers had an ez p-ss
these dudes sn-tched off my gold chain
thought they was trying to r.i.p my -ss
busting shots that ain’t aim at me
i laughed at these young thug little guys
i was feeling flattered that they came at me
i asked ‘em if they knew my name was stimuli
critics gon’ say i’m missing arrogance
but i ain’t got no mrs. i ain’t married yet
and i ain’t got no kids so when you average that
i sacrificed my life so u can have these tracks

[hook]:
you gotta believe me
i swear that you gotta believe me
somebody say
“what i tell you is true…believe me”

[verse two] [sha stimuli]:
i won 2 awards for being underground
and every year i say “i’m not going back!”
but when i get nominated i come around
chasing that cheese gets you caught in traps
my friends say that i should make a party song
i told ‘em that my life is not a party yet
i’m looking at this mission that i started on
“rest when you die” is what my father said
and he worked ‘til his last day
with marlboro ashes in the ashtray
i was trying to fight the stupid sad face
but i still teared
i really feel fear that my momma might go, before i make her life so
much better must get a mansion or nice home nuff cheddar, plush leather
furniture inside of it, so she could be proud as sh-t
thank you for riding wit me
used to hit the club wearing sweatpants
no haircut, hiding it with headbands
all my girls i made sadder than nets fans
had special powers, always the x-man/ex-man

[hook]:
you gotta believe me
i swear that you gotta believe me
somebody say
“what i tell you is true…believe me”

[verse three] [big pooh]:
they say i shouldn’t have been a rapper
even momma kept asking about school and life after
some of my friends had doubts
guess your math got sloppy when you tried to count me out n-ggas
round peg square hole
i could never be a star, i don’t wear the right clothes
i don’t wear enough chains, even got a funny name
things went wrong and i too take blame
me and my brother stay beefing
at times i think he likes starting sh-t for no reason
my life was in a spiral, down hill, cloudy forecast, no survival
revival of the fittest like a n-gga eating spinach
glue ? i was cast as an appendage
i would never make it by myself, need help
i guess little brother ending wasn’t good for my image
i don’t say what they want to hear
if i went on 106 the crowd wouldn’t cheer
i don’t smoke enough weed, i don’t drink enough beers
i ain’t prove myself to y’all the past nine years
i’m the rock…solid
cornerstone, pain relief medicine
a little bit of cordizone
step aside the people they don’t want to clone
i’m doing this for me
va’s very own

[sha stimuli]
believe what you see
if you blink you may not get it, i dream when i ain’t sleep
i wanna be a wake ‘cause at my wake i won’t be me any more
just a corpse with my spirit roaming free, help
i’ll shine but i might not make it rain
my club song was fast but i was talking about my pain
i tossed a couple quarters out when i was on the stage
people said i made it drizzle, i thought i was throwing change
“it’s a metaphor y’all” i explained
but they didn’t wanna hear it now i’m looking in the mirror
at a person that’s reversing his purpose
like clean versions of verses without curses
if you searching for perfect, look
it’s more than rapping and flows
i’m a doc-mentary disguised as a reality show

it’s more than rapping and flows
i’m a doc-mentary disguised as a reality show
d-mn, that’s the way you gotta package it so you survive in the game
the truth with a li/lie in my name

- sha stimuli

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