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letra de believer - thad reid

hook:
i’mma make her believer
hey yo, it’s time for a change,
i can feel it in my bones
i feel it like the qs when i get up in the zone!
i’m ready for whatever, so i tell ’em, bring it on
…anyone to doubt me,
i’mma make her believer
i’mma make her believer
i’mma make her believer
i’mma make her believer

i’ve been bringing on my new light, trying to make a difference in it
but days moving slow, i ain’t got no interest in it
i used to be a little shy, just a little timid
until i realized that b-tches wanna come and get it!
it’s been a time, catalogue prolific
always you can count on your boy being consistent.
… with the leaver, i stay high like a pee wee
ro steadily cruising by like eli.
i just want a piece of that american pie
knew a time it was… a pelican fly
gotta work for it, every now and then had to hurt for it
many people try, but they’re independent… boy
.. i should really go to church, boy
instead of spending all this time trying to search for it
like a lady friend, take it in, i… for it,
so i write another verse…

yeah, check it out!
it’s like i’m eradicated, talent is validated
shouting out on all the haters who feeling exonerated
no, you are to blame like most of these f-cking lames have changed
when the bloods became, the taste makers are shame!
i don’t really worry about it much, bite it up
step up in the booth, then i light it up, quite enough
f-g going crazy, had to tie him up, ride them up
seats up, how to get the … up, now what’s up?
blue collar, n-gg-s carrying wallets
n-gg-s carrying steel through cities like mike wallace
n-gg-s planning their future through the storm like troopers
a1, looking for ways to get it moving!
i know the feeling, understand the hustle,
nothing is really moving, they seem to struggle
thinking about, ‘what is gonna come soon?’
a new life for us, mic check, one, two!

it’s like this, check it out!
it’s like base line kicks,
jack daniels catalogues and seifs
that’s right above the mental lobe
in the bas-m-nt, working on the basics
thankful, got ’em alive in god’s graces.
feeling daddy could have made it,
feeling that the plan was how we gonna make it
every day wasted, if you got a dream, you gotta chase it!
if you lose that, then it’s hatred! face it!
grind time, make a couple dope records
they don’t ask if it’s nice, it’s expected
kinda busy these days, life seems hectic
but i’m doing what i love, so it’s no question!
but when i get the crib with the projection,
leather seats in the truck on smoke section
they’re just like the tires i’m low pressure
the intangibles you can’t measure!

- thad reid

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