Believe

[Verse 1: Ja Rule] It was supposed to be you and I and 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 is so lost Even with the Knicks looking to make the playoffs Spike is 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 ? 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 I ? '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 raw weed [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] [Verse 3: Ja Rule] Who do you believe in? Cause even the smartest Of niggas got the gall and the balls to believe this Rule back, renaissance nigga, that's the project Up next, the pill, deuces, gon' swallow that Matter of fact, swallow dick, bitch, get your fix on Gased up niggas go and get it, gon' get it Next on, the next episode, new time, new cats News flash: nobody's exempt from the backlash Backstabbing, bootlicking me, kissing ass Niggas still stick to the system, God bless 'em Cause power brings power, money making more money Love will make you not love again, but constantly want it Warning: feelings erupt when they're left dormant It's what y'all witnessing, it's what I believe in Like new money, new cars, new bitches Life is a game of inches, believe this [Hook]