Dirty Heads - Believe Lyrics

Well you never quite forget the first tape you buy,
Mine was Naughty by Nature back when OPP was hot.
Who would've thought that I could ever turn out this way?
I'm blamin' Ad-Rock, Mike D and MCA
Yeah, it was Beasties on my mind, pretty much all the time,
'Til I started smoking 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? (Yeahhh)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeahhh)
I'm like once you grab the mic you better
Sing like you believe
Like you believe, like you believe, like you believe.

Well while Marley was the tune, little Jay 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? (Yeahhh)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeahhh)
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 shelfed,
Because these people don't believe in me,
'But I'm a fill this shelf 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? (Yeahhh)
I'm like, six damn strings never sounded so appealing.
Can you feel it? (Yeahhh)
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.