Chorus
Would you still believe if the walls tumbled down?
If nights start getting cold would you stay around?
When life starts getting hard could you fly above the fire?
Or would you rather take an easy road to get to where we are?
Verse 1
Hope, a four letter word, seldom heard
Yes plenty we can use but this ones sorta preferred
And everybody want it but for many it won’t occur
‘Cause they hoping they can see it but most of they vision blurred
People hopin happy hour will get ’em talking in slurrs
‘Cause tonight is Friday night and on Monday is back to work
Baby sister got a job and she hoping to lose hers
‘Cause she deal with losers who hopin to use her
Drop her back off at the club, treat her like whose her
She just workin and then she hopin to pay for her school search
I guess hopin in the dope but they hopeless abusers
Hope is what you do when you can’t see into the future
See my hope is not a verb, my hope is found in a noun
Mommas think that cap and gowns is the greatest hope to be found
Daddy’s hope is in his zero, that’s preceded by some commas
My cousins is marijuana, he hope to escape the drama-need
HOPE
Chorus
Would you still believe if the walls tumbled down?
If nights start getting cold would you stay around?
When life starts getting hard, could you fly above the fire?
Or would you rather take an easy road to get to where we are?
Verse 2
I need it, I gotta have it, I gotta get it for real
I see people flat out starving just hopin’ to get a meal
People prostitute they music they hopin’ for record deals
I’m hopin in what I know and they hopin in what they feel
But they feeling is never real it’s belief
Nothing more than opinion, maybe something you think
Quicker than you could blink, hopin no hope at all
Soon as you get to flying you hopin that you don’t fall
Your hope don’t last forever, now you done hit a wall
But maybe something more but you hopin no hope at all
And now you are confused, cause you been paying dues
That cross more than you got, because that’s in you got to lose
And you ain’t gotta clue that you ain’t got hope
You got a boat full of wishin’ that won’t float
And even when it does, it’s only for a second I’m reckon
That’s prolly why you listenin to this message, because you need hope
Chorus
Would you still believe if the walls tumble down?
If nights start getting cold would you stay around?
When life starts getting (hard or hot) could you fly above the fire?
Or would you rather take an easy road to get to where we are?