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If I Ruled The World (Imagine That)

アーティスト:Nas  アルバム:It Was Written 

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Intro: Nas (Lauryn Hill singing in the background) Life I wonder Will it take me under I don't know Verse One: Nas Imagine smoking weed in the street without cops harassing 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 world's hot, my son got knocked evidently It's elementary, they want us all gone eventually Trooping out of state for a plate of knowledge If coke was cooked without the garbage we'd all have the top dollars Imagine everybody flashing, fashion Designer clothes, lacing your clique up with diamond Role's Your people holding dough, no parole, no rubbers Going 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" Chorus: Lauryn Hill, Nas If I ruled the world Imagine that I'd free all my sons I love 'em, love 'em, baby Black diamonds and pearls Could it be, if you could be mine, we'd both shine If I ruled the world Still living for today, in these last days and times Verse Two: Nas Yo, it'll be, paradise life relaxing, black, Latino and Anglo-saxon Armani exchange the Range Cash, Lost Tribe of Shabazz, free at last Brand new whips to crash then we laugh in the iller path The Villa houses for the crew, how we do Trees for breakfast, dime sexes and Benz stretches So many years of depression make me vision The better living, type of place to raise kids in Opening eyes to the lies history's told foul But I'm as wise as the old owl, plus the Gold Child Seeing things like I was controlling, clique rolling Tricking six digits on kicks and still holding Trips to Paris, I civilized every savage Gimme one shot I turn trife life to lavish Political prisoner set free, stress free No work release purple M3's and jet skis Feel the wind breeze in West Indies I make Coretta Scott-King mayor the cities and reverse fiends to Willie's It sounds foul but every girl I meet will go down town I'd open every cell in Attica send 'em to Africa


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