Can You Imagine

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It all started back in '97
 An adolescent with big dreams
 And sick skeems, whenever the knowledge's tested
 She had the hottest essence, the whole nine yards
 Enough to make my mind go, oh my gosh
 She had me hooked like addiction to drugs
 The proper term for the moment, unconditional love
 Just like the crips and the bloods,
 she had me howering over the streets
 She's the reason for this, and considering my solo release
 The reason why I even flow over beats
 Now I am standing on both of my feet, don
 She's my life, my shoulder to weep on
 She's gods gift to the man, yes
 Fullfilling my list of demand, it's sick when I fantisize
 About a life without her body and soul
 Without her shine in my life, I am rock bottom in soil
 Can you imagine a goddess, who lifts you up
 No matter how hard it is, when it gets corrupt
 She's there for you, wiping up the drips of blood
 She had me feeling like a king with a crown
 Cuz everytime that I mentioned her name, heads were spinning around
 Our steps quivered the ground, in every town that we walked
 Loud when she talked, getting rounds of applause
 She took me down to New York, so I could spot her stomping grounds
 She picked me up, straight out the box of lost and found
 Whenever I was bossed and tossed around
 She told me to walk my own path, like a nomad
 Never will I lose her, that'll be the day they put a toetag
 On my notepad, there's no match, for a starving artist
 I was partly cautious, but she was all I wanted
 From March to August, yeah I fought for her heart
 Even though I was born the chosen one like the Dalai Lamas
 Out the darkest waters, she bloomed to a queen
 Soon to be free, when I am persuing my dreams
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 It's not just sunny days, cuz now the page has been flipped
 From a saint to a dangerous sadistic b*tch
 What a waist of a gift, traded for the devil inside
 I'mma never be bitter instead I'mma thrive
 But I want her dead or alive, whenever she's spreading her thies
 For a lot of dudes, just to knock 'em boots, like a prostitute
 All of this cuz she got alot of a's and o's
 Like a conquered boxers, locker room
 Guess it's the shocking truth, that keeps on chasing me down
 With a foot to the neck, when I am placed on the ground
 But she's right there, as a boost of confidence
 Helps me out whenever I lose my common sense
 What if I gave her a second to breathe
 Would it be like that day when I got swept up my feet, huh?
 

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Duration
03:48
Key
10
Tempo
96 BPM

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