Believe

[Verse 1: Ja Rule]

It was supposed to be you and I 'til the curtains closed

But somewhere along the lines, we switched episodes

It's kinda like when Gina left Martin for New York

Speaking of New York, the city feels so lost

Even with the Knicks looking to make the playoffs

Spike Lee's back on the court, and Jeter's still with the Bronx

Bloomberg got the city ready for seance

Go get your ouija boards out, niggas, and pray on

You want drama? Get your fucking Kay Slay on

Still got the world on my shoulders, a nigga headstrong

About to go in, you can lock my body

Contract my mind, my thoughts keep escaping

Power of the pen, a work of art like Basquiat or Banksy

'Cept I paint my pictures lyrically, you fancy, huh

Bitch foamin like a Swiss B

And we ain't talkin' hoes, we talkin Euros and 'Raris

[Hook]

Who do you believe in?

Is it money or the man upstairs? Is it power or prayer?

God bless the dead and fuck the world fast

What's progression if you never been through backlash?

Nigga, what do you believe in?

Cause my money's on me, myself, and I, my team, and this music

Y'all ain't gon' believe this

Maybe it's my fault, or maybe y'all just making excuses

[Verse 2: Ja Rule]

Who do you believe in?

Motherfucker the money is talking to me and tellin me that it's lonely

In need of new friends, preferably Grants and Franklins

And the singles and the fives went to the bitches

Dubs is for wifing in the club, no mention

But you know who you are, nigga stop flinching

Stop cuffing; you may not think that it's a bitch

But life's a ho and everybody's been fucking

See, that's what I believe in

With no logic, no need for experience

To fuck the world would be a lifetime achievement

You make it cum then e'rybody jump on the dick

Y'all niggas full of shit, that's why you fuckin assholes

And never smell the shit stinking 'til you get shitted on

Fuck 'em all, not for nothing

I ain't always on time, too much ice in the vodka mo'fucker

[Hook]

Who do you believe in?

Is it money or the man upstairs? Is it power or prayer?

God bless the dead and fuck the world fast

What's progression if you never been through backlash?

Nigga, what do you believe in?

Cause my money's on me, myself, and I, my team, and this music

Y'all ain't gon' believe this

Maybe it's my fault, or maybe y'all just making excuses