[Verse One] [Sha Stimuli]:
I don't know where to begin
Without spending it's hard to get spins
So if your computer's not on, then the spot that I start at is right where I'll end
The only time I pushed a Benz was when the transmission died and I was riding wit my mens
If I ain't do music with the people that I do it with, the truth is, I wouldn't have friends
Some of my mixtapes were sloppy
I don't think my burner has any bodies
My album, it sold more copies than the label even thought and I showed that nothing can stop me
I been doing this mad long
I wouldn't say I made bad songs
Maybe weak verses or the track wrong
Some people thought that I was blackballed
See, I was driving in my own lane
Some other rappers had an EZ pa**
These dudes snatched off my gold chain
Thought they was trying to R.I.P my a**
Busting shots that ain't aim at me
I laughed at these young thug little guys
I was feeling flattered that they came at me
I asked ‘em if they knew my name was Stimuli
Critics gon' say I'm missing arrogance
But I ain't got no Mrs. I ain't married yet
And I ain't got no kids so when you average that
I sacrificed my life so u can have these tracks
[Hook]:
You gotta believe me
I swear that you gotta believe me
Somebody say
"What I tell you is true...believe me"
[Verse Two] [Sha Stimuli]:
I won 2 awards for being underground
And every year I say "I'm not going back!"
But when I get nominated I come around
Chasing that cheese gets you caught in traps
My friends say that I should make a party song
I told ‘em that my life is not a party yet
I'm looking at this mission that I started on
"Rest when you die" is what my father said
And he worked ‘til his last day
With Marlboro ashes in the ashtray
I was trying to fight the stupid sad face
But I still teared
I really feel fear that my momma might go, before I make her life so
Much better must get a mansion or nice home nuff cheddar, plush leather
Furniture inside of it, so she could be proud as sh**
Thank you for riding wit me
Used to hit the club wearing sweatpants
No haircut, hiding it with headbands
All my girls I made sadder than Nets fans
Had special powers, always the X-Man/ex-man
[Hook]:
You gotta believe me
I swear that you gotta believe me
Somebody say
"What I tell you is true...believe me"
[Verse Three] [Big Pooh]:
They say I shouldn't have been a rapper
Even momma kept asking about school and life after
Some of my friends had doubts
Guess your math got sloppy when you tried to count me out n***as
Round peg square hole
I could never be a star, I don't wear the right clothes
I don't wear enough chains, even got a funny name
Things went wrong and I too take blame
Me and my brother stay beefing
At times I think he likes starting sh** for no reason
My life was in a spiral, down hill, cloudy forecast, no survival
Revival of the fittest like a n***a eating spinach
Glue ? I was cast as an appendage
I would never make it by myself, need help
I guess Little Brother ending wasn't good for my image
I don't say what they want to hear
If I went on 106 the crowd wouldn't cheer
I don't smoke enough weed, I don't drink enough beers
I ain't prove myself to y'all the past nine years
I'm the rock...solid
Cornerstone, pain relief medicine
A little bit of Cordizone
Step aside the people they don't want to clone
I'm doing this for me
VA's very own
[Sha Stimuli]
Believe what you see
If you blink you may not get it, I dream when I ain't sleep
I wanna be a wake ‘cause at my wake I won't be me any more
Just a corpse with my spirit roaming free, help
I'll shine but I might not make it rain
My club song was fast but I was talking about my pain
I tossed a couple quarters out when I was on the stage
People said I made it drizzle, I thought I was throwing change
"It's a metaphor y'all" I explained
But they didn't wanna hear it now I'm looking in the mirror
At a person that's reversing his purpose
Like clean versions of verses without curses
If you searching for perfect, look
It's more than rapping and flows
I'm a documentary disguised as a reality show
It's more than rapping and flows
I'm a documentary disguised as a reality show
Damn, that's the way you gotta package it so you survive in the game
The truth with a li/lie in my name