Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Believer, artist - Laws
Date of issue: 11.07.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Believer |
Make me a believer, make me a believer |
I wonder what I can’t see, just something to believe |
Make me a believer, make me a believer |
And I believe in you ex-cons |
You out on good behavior but you getting stepped on |
At job interviews, you see in they eyes |
They looking at you like they wonder why you even applied |
You wonder too 'cause you keep on trying and they keep ignoring |
And you thinking of switching numbers ‘cause the streets is calling |
Your old friends keep on coming by your mom’s crib |
And they imposing, you just trying to let your mom live |
You wanna fix your life and show her that you ain’t a quitter |
Some nights, you find her crying, holding out your baby pictures |
And do something with yourself so she don’t have to cry |
Fix your tie, go and get the classifieds, homie I believe |
I wonder what I can’t see, just something to believe |
Make me a believer, make me a believer |
And I believe in you working mothers |
‘Cause if you can’t support your family, what’s the purpose of it? |
Minus a husband or a boyfriend, man this shit is crazy |
You fellas think you get a ribbon for participating |
You making kids, then raise them, no other option out |
I tip my glass to you ‘cause you was never copping out |
College classes on the web, you ain’t dropping out |
Nine to five at Walmart, six to ten at Waffle House |
And you got a house, fully furnished too |
Your kids are getting hit with lessons that they learned in school |
They see the way you get it done and then they turn to you |
Mesmerized by all of the work you do, mommy I believe |
And I believe in my soldiers |
Do your duty, stay sharp and get home bro |
You salute another man but he doesn’t own ya |
Keep your fam close to heart when them boys on ya |
You kept a photo of your wife, all through basic |
And then you kissed her goodbye and she could barely take it |
Right then, you realized that you might never get the chance again |
And so you made a promise, riding on that plane |
If I ever get home again, I’ll cherish what’s important |
Take nothing for granted, as you thinking this, your boy gets hit |
As the plane lands, you can feel your fear rise |
So you say a prayer like God, if you hear mine, I believe |