Well ya never quite forget the first tape you buy
Mine was Naughty By Nature back when OPP was hot
Who'd have thought that I could ever turn out this way
I'm blamin' Ad-rock, Mike D and M-C-A
Yeah it was Beasties on mind pretty much all the time
'Til I started smokin' pot and figured out about Sublime
Oh my god I never wanted something so badly
I wanna learn to play guitar and sing just like Bradley
And the b lines that Eric dropped reminded me of hip hop
And I'm singin' lovin' is what I got I got I got
Cause when the lovin' was gone
I learned to play the blues through Stevie Ray Vaughn
I needed music for all the ways it helped me feel
And now I'm lovin' my guitar the way that B.B loved Lucille
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like once you grab the mic you better
Sing like you believe
Like you believe, like you believe, like you believe,
Like you believe, like you believe, like you believe,
Well the Marley was the tune Little J was in the womb
My mommy put the headphones on her belly feel me move
And every Jimi Hendrix riff I'd give her a little kick
Just to let her know to turn it up a little bit
And please when I grow up can I sound like Police
That's what I was thinkin' while I prayed on my knees
But now that I'm grown I found a sound of my own
I'm in the studio now and I feel like I'm home
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like once you grab the mic you better
Sing like you believe
Like you believe, like you believe, like you believe,
Like you believe.
Now my music's been shelved,
Because these people don't believe in me,
But I'ma feel this "shuff" up before they hear the end of me.
I'll be writing songs until the end of all eternity,
I never went to college man, my band was my fraternity.
Never stick my nose in the shit that ain't concern to me,
But I'll be the first to swing, man, if you're burnin' me.
Every day you wait's just another day wasted,
I'm so damn close, man, I can taste it.
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeah)
I'm like once you grab the mic you better
Sing like you believe
Like you believe, like you believe, like you believe,
Like you believe.
Like you believe in you, like you.
Like you believe in you, like you.
Like you believe in you, like you.
Like you believe in you, like you.
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Believe - Dirty Heads
