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If I Ruled the World (Imagine That)

If I Ruled the World (Imagine That)

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作詞 Nasir Jones/J. Olivier/Samuel Barnes/Kurt Walker

作曲 Nasir Jones/J. Olivier/Samuel Barnes/Kurt Walker

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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... 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. 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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