Artist: The Diplomats (JR Writer)
Song: If Only You Believe
Album: Dipset More Than Music Vol. 1
Typed By: _DymondPryncess31@aol.com

[Intro-JR Writer]
Unh...we got the boy JR Writer in the building ya'll
Only this time around it's sentimental
Miracles...unh
Watch how I paint this picture
Unh...Lets get vivid

[Verse 1-JR Writer]
Yo...my vision is just ill, I'm picturing the steel
How my life revolves around a miracle for real
Visions is just vivid, so I spit it
Throgh it down, a song, album, wow
These miracles are real, still
Yet through tragic, you seen it bet in magic
I said I bet that's magic, It's like he never had it
To his fans in the stands, it was just a ecstatic
I know in the back of his mind
He thought he never lasted, but he did
And he lived, like you gots to be kidding
This song goes out, to them Tsunami victims
Who got ditched, homeless
Without a spot to live in, family gone
Not a car, nor a pot to piss in
Kids you living, lets basically rebuilding
A couple days, ya'll managed to raise a couple million
I aint spiritual, but it had to be God's wonders
That helped Zee, through getting shot
And hit with a car bumper, I wonder

[Hook-JR Writer] (Some Voice)
(If only you believe, If only you believe)
I'm just try'na show ya'll man
(If only you believe)
If only you believe man, these miracles are real man
(If only you believe, If only you believe)
I need you to zone out with me though...
Dim the lights a little bit
(If only you believe, If only you believe)

[Verse 2-JR Writer]
Yo check it...through the trial with a girl
Gettin' out of La Pearl, I would never think
That I would bring a child in the world
It's a miracle from seeing, a birth next
To seeing a birth, yes
First words, even the first steps
Goo-Goo-Ga-Ga, Who-Who-Ha-Ha
Peek-a-Boo, I see you, you who, papa
God, I'm just God blessed
This whole song is basically
Why you seen Kan West, survive through that car wreck
From gettin' away, when murderers get at you
To my man Dan, on trial for a murder
He didn't do, whoever thought
We get through slavery and racism
Slavery was racism, pacing through a hate living
To Martin from heart, a heart that was smart
That proudly stepped to Malcolm X
From marching his march
To the cops when there's trouble, they at the spot
On the double, to fire fighters
Pulling bodies out of the rubble, Lets sing

[Hook-Some Voice]
If only you believe, If only you believe
Like I believe, we get by
If only you believe, If only you believe
In miracles, so do I

[Outro-JR Writer]
Ey Killa, Ey Killa...
Now I understand why you call me
The writer of writers...
I feel like a miracle in the making man