It's all the non-believer, non-believer, non-believer, non-believer, non-believer, non-believer, non-believer, non-believer I make a non-believer say, oh my god, ain't nothin' too incredible For the Wizard of Oz, ain't nothin' too regrettable For me to lose no sleep, these the cards I was dealt Bitch, we the men weak, it's that west side rollin' Pussies get swollen, knockin' niggas down in the pen I'm bowlin', controllin' everything I'm holdin' I made a promise to myself, I'ma keep it gangsta always Even in the hallways of corporate America, break down the barrier Self-made Kool-Aid, *** what you say *** what he say, pimpin' ain't easy Don Mega put a dagger in your swagger Rollin' zones, tell Mick Jagger, *** the chit-chatter I got a bladder full of red cup liquor Yes, my nigga, drinkin' out the pincher I turn water into wine like shrimpsher Make a toast, every dose is a overdose And that ghost, make your ass do the Holy Ghost Make believers out of nonbelievers Make believers out the overseers Make them bow down when they meet us We got some nonbelievers out there Make believers out of nonbelievers Make believers out the overseers Make them bow down when they meet us They got to bow down when they meet us Ooh, I pop up like a phantom And niggas got to take the ass-whooping that I handle Yep, the guys call me Samson I'm dangerous with a Samson Call my niggas at random And they quick to make ugly out of handsome Old rappers, I'll *** up your grandson New rappers, meet Charlie Manson I'll brainwash your damn son Yep, he'll leave the house with a handgun But if he ran into Zimmerman Pull it out, homie, you ain't got to run It's a cocoa world for all these nonbelievers And underachievers These fake-ass bitches and divas Where the *** will they go when they leave us? Make believers out of nonbelievers Make believers out the overseers Make them bow down when they meet us We got some nonbelievers out there Make believers out of nonbelievers Make believers out the overseers Make them bow down when they meet us They got to bow down when they meet us Don't get hog-tied ***ing with the rawhide My four-five, make the law hide Four-life, gangsta four-life Think about your wife before you play with your life It's that rattlesnake from the Battlestate Drink that python with the mic on, bitch Palm trees are like napalm, grime In my hoodie like Trayvon, tripe I'm walking home with my Skittles The neighborhood watch First House to get riddled Bust, leave bullets in your pillow Your ***ing hero, don't make that bitch a widow This gon' hurt just a little White people, stop saying ghetto It's like the pot calling the kettle Damn, you the reason why we ghetto We got some nonbelievers out there Make believers out of nonbelievers Make believers out the overseers Make them bow down when they meet us They got to bow down when they meet us Having faith Is believing in something You have yet to see You got to believe in something, homie Why not believe in me?