Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song If Only You Believe, artist - Diplomats PresentDate of issue: 11.07.2005
Song language: English
If Only You Believe |
| «If only you believe, if only you believe, I believe we’d get by If only you believe, if only you believe, in miracles so do I» |
| uh, big up the boy J.R. Writer in the building y’all |
| Only this time around, it’s sentimental |
| You know what I’m sayin'? |
| It’s miracles |
| Uh, watch how I paint this picture, let’s get vivid |
| Yo, my vision is just ill, I’m picturin’it still |
| How my life revolves around a miracle foreal |
| Vision it just vivid, so I spit it through a deal |
| A song album, wow, these miracles are real |
| Still, yet through tragics, you seen it, bet it’s magic |
| I said «I bet that’s magic», it’s like he never had it (word) |
| To his fans in the stands it was just extatic |
| I know the back of his mind he thought he’d never last it (true) |
| But he did, and he lived, like you gots to be kiddin' |
| This song goes out to them tsunami victims |
| Who got ditched homeless, without a spot to live in Family gone, not a car knorr a pot to piss in Kids ya livin', let’s start basically rebuildin' |
| A couple days y’all managed to raise a couple million (that's crazy!) |
| I ain’t spiritual, but it had to be God’s wonders |
| That helped Zeke through gettin’shot and hit with a car bumper, I wonder |
| uh, I’m just tryna show y’all man |
| If only you believe man, this miracles are real man |
| Uh, I need you to zone out with me though, dim the lights a little bit |
| Uh, yo, check it Through the trial with a girl, gettin’outta Lapearl |
| I would never think that I would bring a child in the world |
| It’s a miracle from seein’the birth next |
| To seein’the burp yes, first words, even the first steps |
| Goo-goo ga-ga, who-who ha-ha |
| peek-a-boo, I see you, you-who papa |
| Guy I’m just God blessed |
| This whole song is based why you seen Kan West, surivive through that car wreck |
| For gettin’away where murderers get at you |
| To my man down on trial for a murder he didn’t do Whoever thought we’d get through slavery and racism |
| Slavery was racism, pacin’through, hey livin' |
| To Martin for heart, a heart that was smart |
| The proudest step to Malcolm X for marchin’his march |
| To the cops when there’s trouble at the spot on the double |
| To firefighters pullin’bodies out of the rubble, let’s sing |
| Whoo! |
| Hey Killa, hey Killa now I understand why you call me the writer of writer’s |
| I feel like a miracle in the making man |