Life..... I wonder....

Will it take me under.... I don't no.



Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassin'

Imagine going to court with no trial

Lifestyle cruising blue behind my orders

No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise our daughters

Days are shorter, nights are colder

feeling like life is over these snakes strike like a cobra

The world's hot my son got nut evedently, is elementery

they want us all gone eventually

trooping out of state for a plate knowledge,

if coke was cooked without the garbage we'd all have the top dollars

Imagine everybody flashin' fashion design your clothes

lace in your click up with diamond roles

Your people on the doe, no parole,

no rubbers, go in raw imagine law with no undercovers

Just some toughts for the mind

I take a glince in to time,

watch the glimp read the world is mine...



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If I ruled the world, imagine that...

I'd free all my sons, I love em love in baby...

Black diamonds and pearls, could it be if you could be mine we both shine...

If I rule the world, Still livin' for today in these last days and times.



Now it I'd be paradise life relaxin' black, latino and anglo-saxon

armani exchange the raines

cash lords trouble Shabazz free at last

brand new whips to craft now we laught in the hiller path

The Viller house is for the crow how we do

trees for breakfast dime sex as been streches

So many years of depression make me vision,

the better livin' type of place to raise kids in

Opening eyes to the lise, history told foul

but I'm as wise is the whole 'oul

plus the gold child seein' things like I was controllin' click rollin'

trickin' six digits on kicks and still holdin'

Trips to Paris, I civilise every savage

gimme one shot I turn strife like the labage

Political prisonner set free, stress free

no work release purple and threes and jet skiis

feel the wimp breeze in west indies

I heard correder Scott King makin' the cities in reverse themes to Willies,

it sounds foul but every girl I meet to go downtown

I'd open every cell in Atika send em to africa.



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And then we'll walk right up to the sun hand in hand

we'll walk right up to the sun we won't land



You'd love to hear the story how the thugs live and worry,

duck kinda car see teach mendatory

runnin' from Jake getting chased hunger for papes

These out of brakes many mistakes go down out of state

way, I had to let Marine we carry weight

Triin' get lace flip the ace stack the safe

Millionaire plan to keep the gat with the cop camber

Makin' moves in Allena backin' fourth strambler

cause you could have all the chips, be poor or rich

still nobody want a nigga have a shit

If I rules the world and everything in it, skies the limit

I push a cue 4-5 and finish

it wouln't be no such thing of jealosy of the felony

Strickly living a long longevety to the distany

I tought I'd never see but, reality struck

better find out before your times up, what the fuck...



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