Believe (feat. Aloe Blacc) [From And She Could Be Next]

Don't it feel like your dreams How deep is the ocean And wide as the open sky I know it sometimes it seems There's no use in hoping But you'll never make it if you don't try You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe Took a minute meditating on this vocal admission How do dreams emerge from broken ambitions? Especially where circumstance can overwhelm vision and defeat is passed down like a perfect rendition We done gotten used to all the closed doors But when the world at war with you peace of mind just like folklore We grip wood grain like bare feet on oak floors Chasing the ghost of freedom our forebears had hoped for They tell us the playing field level while they coast more Then they expand, and expect us to settle like old scores How can man hope when they poach all that he treasures then tell him that everything of worth already spoke for? That's what life is like in the land of Bravehearts where extinguished black stars is how you earn your stripes I seen a brother penned up from tertiary strikes and he still believe he destined for the light That's amazing Don't it feel like your dreams How deep is the ocean And wide as the open sky I know it sometimes it seems There's no use in hoping But you'll never make it if you don't try You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe They told me all I had was one chance to make it through And its a longshot make sure that your scope don't betray your view So I took the path of least resist and downgraded my intent to scales I thought that I equated to But I always knew I was meant to be a problem My people got a long track of unexplained survival And if you think the odds' slim, I'm lightning in a bottle Crashing thru their monuments and dancing atop the marble Lil Redbone born to be a Malcolm Trying to make a mark, they want me to scribble in the margins I'm just one of many that defied the outcome So I'm a play my part, homie I just might be meant for stardom When this wax drop, hopefully I can push the needl cuz I've been scratching Basquiats on a rusted easel Trying to score the soundtrack to this overdue upheaval Make the kind of future that the babies can believe in That's my word. Don't it feel like your dreams How deep is the ocean And wide as the open sky I know it sometimes it seems There's no use in hoping But you'll never make it if you don't try You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe in something You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe believe believe believe You gotta believe