Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops harassin Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue Bahama 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 worlds hot my son got knocked, evidently Its elementary, they want us all gone eventually Trooping out of state for a plate of knowledge If coke was cooked without the garbage wed all have the top dollars Imagine everybody flashing, fashion Designer clothes, lacing your clique up with diamond Roles Your people holding 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
Posted on: Wed, 07 Jan 2015 19:26:16 +0000