Lyrics Imagine - Soulja Slim
F/
C-Murder,
Mac
Imagine
making
it
big
in
this
rap
game
And
you
think
it's
all
good
I'm
here
to
tell
you
it
ain't
baby
You
got
every
eye
in
the
world
on
you
You
gotta
understand
these
people
fear
what
they
don't
know
Chorus
Imagine
life
with
no
jails
and
no
laws
And
no
harassment
on
brothers
in
fancy
cars
Now
why
they
wanna
trap
me,
make
me
a
slave
They
just
mad
cause
a
ghetto
nigga
break
bread
x2
[C-Murder]
I'm
on
the
ground
cuffed
up
like
a
dog
Said
my
cuffs
too
tight,
but
they
laugh
when
they
see
me
fall
I
guess
my
skinss
too
dark
for
them
to
hear
me
I
know
they
don't
like
me,
for
some
reason
I
think
they
fear
me
Quit
tripping
on
my
chains
and
my
rangs
I
want
to
hit
em,
but
I
didn't
cause
I
maintained
They
got
me
FED's
on
the
scene
and
they
sware
I
got
the
cream
And
the
stolen
truck
green,
canine
all
up
in
my
jeans
They
don't
realize
I'm
a
soldier
I
had
a
pissed,
ask
your
son,
I
know
he
gotta
C-Murder
disc
Number
one
in
every
record
store
Mom
and
pops
tap
my
phones,
but
you
know
I
aint
slangin
rocks
Take
me
to
jail
but
I
tell
em
take
me
off
the
scene
My
first
call
go
to
P,
he
put
my
mind
at
ease
You
told
me
not
to
trip
cause
it's
a
bigger
picture
And
if
your
tank
don't
put
it
on
TRU,
I'm
a
come
and
get
ya
Chorus
[Mac]
Woah,
picture
life
without
the
crooked
cops
and
without
the
cell
blocks
Would
you
sell
rocks,
or
would
you
be
like
me,
I'm
shell
shocked
And
I
went
through
stressin
(why),
cause
I'm
already
strapped,
Bulletproof
vesting
Waiting
to
be
tested
by
the
devil
on
that
level
I
used
to
sit
on
the
porch
with
my
uncle
Ben
And
I
watched
the
murder
scene
when
I
was
13,
dad,
why
they
come
for
me
And
it
made
me
crazy,
and
it
made
me
lose
my
mind
And
from
time
to
time
it
crossed
my
mind
What
if
there
wasn't
a
crime
Now
Slim,
would
you
kill
for
me
and
everything
that's
true
for
me
If
there
was
no
law,
and
nobody
was
superstars
No
state
trooper
cars
to
follow,
you
wouldn't
have
to
swallow
Your
rocks,
so
toss
the
glocks
with
the
hollow
I
would
kill
a
rich
man
and
drink
his
blood,
would
it
bring
me
riches
Or
would
I
just
be
selling
my
soul
to
them
wicked
witches
We
already
in
babylon,
the
world
is
a
ghetto
and
God
is
like
the
don,
Nigga
wooooah
Chorus
[Soulja
Slim]
Now
we
get
only
get
one
minute
to
pray
and
a
second
to
die
Could
you
picture
the
darkside
before
I
let
these
bullets
fly
From
out
my
4-5
see,
I
know
what
you
mean
Is
it
life
or
that
imagine
living
life
with
no
breath
My
imagination's
a
motherfucker
with
a
bullet
stretch
Too
much
killing,
I
won't
supply
the
world
with
a
vest
But
that's
impossible,
killing
it's
unstoppable
As
long
as
they
got
bullets
and
guns
they
got
niggas
that's
droppin
em
Real
niggas
from
that?
the
world
that's
all
about
Real
niggas
we
won't
have
a
reason
to
kill
niggas,
heal
niggas
My
plane
it
runs
so
deep
I'm
a
share
it
with
yall
While
my
own
niggas
is
trying
to
cut
throat
while
I'm
tryin
to
ball
Dog,
you
aint
never
seen
what
I
seen
what
I
seen
1 From What I Was Told
2 Street Life
3 Wright Me
4 At The Same Time
5 Only Real N....
6 Me and My Cousin
7 You Got It (II)
8 You Ain't Never Seen
9 Anything
10 Imagine
11 Takin' Hits
12 Wootay
13 Get High With Me
14 Law Breakaz
15 What's Up, What's Happening
16 Hustlin' Is A Habit
17 Getting Real
18 N.L. Party
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