Do Believe

By B. Leafs

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Released on January 17, 2022

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[Verse 1: Skyzoo]

Yo, never livin' in a blurred line

Type to get the penant with his 3rd eye

Triplin' the vision when you heard mine

Some don't ever get the message

Until they get a message

I'm white T Olaf?, spill bread 11's

Nothing really changed even whenever they did, huh

All of what remains is reasonin' for the win

More trophy talk

Balancin' act when you hold the torch

Underapprеciated from fear to over thought

Hеh, but I just be kickin' the shit that's needed

Old to the new, I hit it like it's a remix

Hold what you knew and recollect

Body that now but make you feel like you never left, but better yet

I'm still waitin' on who got it to rub shoulders

Hard to follow they lead when they part o' the hold-up

The territory that becomin' what bein' the chosen

All of the above off the street wide open, do believe it

Yeah


[Verse 2: Jay Royale]

Peace, equality and loss is everything

I'm still cut from a cloth where bars mean everything

I chose to be myself but it cost me everything

'Cause even though I rhyme tight, heading for the limelight

Got me searchin' for definition

The deaf can listen and agree, I spit the death as wrttens

I'm from a city filled with pessimism

But I accept the lessons livin' from niggas that tell me do it to the death, if you death you spittin'

If Hip Hop was dead, your death is a reason

I analyze peace to speak with exceptional rhythm

The nappy head dread tremble, the thermal could create an inferno

Of what a pen and a journal

I been dope with the verbal ever since

Nas told niggas to Represent

I know then he had to respect my pen

Was in and out the bookings, juggin' and finessin' in

Police offices often targetin' our melanin

Condolences to Freddie Gray

But bein' murdered by cops who patrol us

Seem to approach us everyday, wish I could get away

To a place where they put the blickers 'way

But seein' my city in disarray

Got me movin' like Tommy Egan

Think with the views are probably freed men

Off-top try me and probably reachin', uh

Became one with myself

See myself with my son

And around this neck is where my medallion is hung

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