Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassin' Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue behind my waters 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 not Evidently, it's elementary, they want us all gone eventually Troopin' 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 Designer clothes, lacing your click up with diamond vogues Your people holdin' dough, no parole No rubbers, go in raw imagine, law with no undercovers Just some thoughts for the mind I take a glimpse into time Watch the blimp read, "The World Is Mine" If I ruled the world, imagine that I'd free all my sons, I love 'em love 'em baby Black diamonds and pearls Could it be, if you could be mine we'd both shine If I ruled the world Still livin' for today, in these last days and times
And I pray to the Lord everyday, help me get rid of all my evil ways and focus today before I see a grave I tryna turn the page but yesterday I was getting paid so I stay a space of my old habits ,
I gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky Gotta testify Come up in the spot lookin' extra fly 'Fore the day I die, I'ma touch the sky😂
Jiggy What you see is a snail that’s with no shell That’s a slug aiming at your femoral They say jiggy don’t shoot him I say it’s him or hell Silence of the lambs the way he got pale
Behold as i enter,cold world that i vent thru heres the blues you fool,punk i cant give a fuck slut or cunt ill murder both with ryhme this sickness the dopesst Im bringing the time if i move the motherfucking world more money more hoes
Written lyrics aren't worth anything. Real rappers know how to work a microphone and record themselves. Nobody talks about any songs Nas wrote in somebody else's comment section because he doesn't do it. He just goes to the studio and actually raps.
A tribute to hip hop i still believe i contribute to hip hop no need to see it bleed ... Rap never made sense when money made it represent sit back relax. Gats and straps way outa wax to deep a scratch 45 outa line make a heart skip to many beats multiplying crimes and grimes. Like a page on the L.A times square corners were no longer hard to find give sight to the blind they can find a way out and keep true music Alive ! Be Blessed !
Oooh ooooh Oooh Jesus rose Outta his grave 😭 He healed my soul ✝️ I was in a storm But I came out Unharmed; My heart sank Titanic Panic at the disco Oh no Help me Lord I'm frantic, Uhm under attack Yah He spoke few words Devil Had to get back. Made a broken me, feel whole Even when my faith meter was low So just between us its okay If you don't trust In the G-o - d Printed on yo precious green Cause he ain't seen But Baby If you need a testimony Look at me Then Chosen Really Closely Back From the brink of poverty Crazy What faith of a mustard seed can do Hallelujah wit me if It just grew into money trees Right In front of yo eyes 👀 My Father My Brother When will they Look Open they Eyes Recognize the truth Even when it's written They ask for the proof They think money run the world but I laugh 😃 it's funny Ha He ha Cause it ain't Frank, Ham or Jackson they asking to multiply When they open up they wallet and out pops a fly; Realize and recognize God rules the world 🌎 🙏🏽 🙌🏽 ✨ ❤💃🏽👌🏽
At 1.5x it sound like background music that I will shake my fanny to at the gay club to win a 1 night stand with the owner Mr Phillips but thank god im not into men or clubbing
