What If

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(*puffin in background*)
 yo what up son?
 yea happy new years man, you too
 yea but its crazy cold out here right about now man
 yea I'm jus chillin in the coupe
 k'nawm sayin?
 windows up, drivin through the city
 smokin a elfadolough
 you know how we do
 this shit I be thinkin about is crazy son
 What if Notorious was here?
 What if he was around?
 would all these niggas claim to be king?
 who would wear the crown?
 Yo, what if Pac was still thuggin?
 What if he was alive?
 would all these niggas still be screamin out "ride or die"!
 What if Milli Vanilli's record never skipped on stage?
 they'd be the illest con niggas in the game today
 Yo, what if Jordan never had Scottie?
 What if Sammie never ratted Gotti?
 What if New York without Giuliani?
 What if Mike Tyson fought AlI in his prime?
 What if Will Smith got gangsta
 and start cursin rhymes?
 What if Erik never met Parish?
 think they'd be makin dollas?
 What if they neva made candy paint for Impalas?
 my down south niggas'll wil' out, word up
 my west coast niggas'll wil' out, word up
 What if computers shut down for the Y2K?
 What if NWA neva had DRE?
 What if Eminem was black?
 would he have sold five mil.
 or would he be 1 out of 5 million rappers with no deal?
 What if you had to pay for air?
 a dollar a breath
 half the hood would fuckin pass out and choke to death
 What if hip hop was banned in 52 states?
 they'd give you 5 years a piece
 for records, cd's and tapes
 What if the world stopped?
 no more time, fuck a watch
 What if there's no laws
 no jails, and no more cops?
 shit is crazy
 shit I be thinkin about
 yo, it's just questions
 that I ask myself
 when I analyze the world when I'm by myself
 I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself
 drinkin weed smokin hennessy all by myself
 questions, that I ask myself
 when I analyze the world when I'm by myself
 I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself
 drinkin weed smokin hennessy all by myself
 its questions... that I ask myself
 shit is craaazy, shit I be thinkin about, thinkin about
 Yo, what if Snoop was the president?
 shit we'd all be high
 blowin chronic in the white house
 smoke in the sky
 What if they neva made the Coupe 5
 what would I drive?
 probably a 430 drop, ruthless, wit buggy eyes
 What if Red and Meth freestyled
 and battled on stage?
 What if Daz had bald heads
 and Onyx had braids?
 What if history was changed?
 slavery reversed
 would black ladies see white boys
 and clinch they purse?
 What if Dialo didn't get shot, 41 times?
 What if the kids was popular
 that went to Columbine?
 What if Ewing would have dunked it
 instead of faded away?
 tha knicks woulda been the champs
 he wouldn't a got traded away
 yo What if Run neva met D
 would i'a been a MC?
 What if its Selow?
 you in my rollin 1, 2, 3
 What if the world stop?
 no more time, fuck a watch
 What if there's no laws
 no jails, and no more cops?
 shit is crazy
 shit I be thinkin about
 yo, it's just questions
 that I ask myself
 when I analyze the world when I'm by myself
 I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself
 drinkin weed smokin hennessy all by myself
 questions, that I ask myself
 when I analyze the world when I'm by myself
 I think some bugged out shit when I'm by myself
 drinkin weed smokin hennessy all by myself
 its questions... that I ask myself
 shit is crazy, thinkin about
 lookin out the window
 all I see is rain
 feelin the pain
 gunshots out my window
 ugh, ugh, ugh
 anotha nigga gets slayed
 wit tha mobs to big
 drinkin this weed
 smokin this Hennesey
 aint anotha like, me
 craazy
 fuck all yall
 fuck the world
 fuck america...
 

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04:36
Key
1
Tempo
81 BPM

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