Non Believers Songtext
von Ice Cube

To all the non-believers
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, nigga, read 'em and weep
It′s that Westside rollin′, niggas get swollen
Knock a nigga down in the pen', I′m bowlin'
Controllin′ everythin' 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, fuck what you say
Fuck what he say, pimpin′ ain′t easy
Don Mega put a dagger in your swagger
Rollin' zones, tell Mick Jagger
Fuck the chit-chatter, I got a bladder full of red cup liquor
Yes, my nigga, drinkin′ out the pitcher
I turn water into wine like scripture
Make a toast, every dose is an overdose
And that ghost make your ass do the holy ghost

Make believers out of non-believers
Make believers out the overseers
Make 'em bow down when they meet us
(We got some non-believers out there)
Make believers out of non-believers
Make believers out the overseers
Make ′em 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-whoopin' that I hand ′em
Yep, the guys call me Samson (Samson)
I'm dangerous with a Samsung
Call my niggas at random
And they quick to make ugly out of handsome
Old rappers, I'll fuck 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 cold, cold world for all these non-believers and underachievers
These fake-ass nigga divas
Where the fuck will they go when they leave us?

Make believers out of non-believers
Make believers out the overseers
Make 'em bow down when they meet us
(We got some non-believers out there)
Make believers out of non-believers
Make believers out the overseers
Make ′em bow down when they meet us
They got to bow down when they meet us

Don't get hogtied, nigga, with the raw hide
My four-five make the law hide
For life, gangsta for life
Think about your wife ′fore you play with your life
It's that rattlesnake from the battle state, trick
That python with the mic on

Palm trees are like napalm (Grimey)
In my hoodie like Trayvon (Trife)
I'm walkin′ home with my Skittles
The neighborhood watch first house to get riddled

Bust, leave bullets in your pillow
You fuckin′ hero, don't make that bitch a widow
This gon′ hurt just a little
White people, stop sayin', "Ghetto" (Stop)
It′s like the pot callin' the kettle
Damn, you the reason why we ghetto
(We got some non-believers out there)

Make believers out of non-believers
Make believers out the overseers
Make ′em bow down when they meet us
They got to bow down when they meet us

Havin' faith is believin' in somethin′ you have yet to see
You got to believe in somethin′, homie