Imagine

[Skillz:]

Uhh

This goes out to my brother E

Damn, uhh

We had it all baby, y'know?

Uhh... yo

Imagine you and your big brother, in a Southern town

All it took to lock down was some grams and a fo'-pound

Millions, we both tryin to see that much

So we found some young bucks that wanna be like us

Put 'em on to the game, showed 'em how to do it

All they wanted was sneakers, me and my brother knew it

After six months of this, we done moved ahead

Now I sleep with 300 G's under my bed

Imagine, livin life how you 'sposed to live

Gave my brother a buck fifty cause I'm 'sposed to give

But he wanted all of it like Sosa did

That put tears in my eyes, we was close as kids

Imagine, puttin your toast to your brother's ribs

I had to walk past his casket and close the lid

Imagine the guilt I felt, when I hid my gun

I'm the reason that my mom lost her oldest son, damn

(POP! )

[Chorus: Skillz]

Can you (imagine)

how my nephew would look at me

If he knew I was the reason him

and his daddy won't leave (together)

And now I feel alone

Cause it's my fault

that my brother is gone and it's (forever)

And that's what happens

When money takes you and it leaves you (imagine)

[Skillz:]

Imagine, a year passin,

I'm holdin my ground

Plus I got a new homey, he holdin me down

And my guilt won't let me go near my mother

Cats still say,

"I'm sorry to hear 'bout your brother"

Man the lust for this dough is startin to run me

So I started a record company to clean my money

And my young boys think

that they the only ones needin

They look at me, like I'm the only one eatin

They used to call me king, now they call me whack

And it's a drought, and papi ain't callin me back

This the hustler's test, and I made my vow

Next time I'm broke, broke'll be in style

So I got on my feet after takin a hit

The Jake made my homey rich

after they made him a snitch

When they rushed my crib,

I thought I was done

Cause they ain't found my coke,

they found my gun - damn

[DOOR KICKED IN]

("Freeze! Get down!")

[Chorus: Skillz]

Can you (imagine) the time you gon' see

You and that money you made,

y'all'll never be (together)

And your mom knows the facts

You took her firstborn

and she got to live with that (forever)

And that's what happens

When life takes you and it leaves you (imagine)

[Skillz:]

Uhh, yo

Imagine, watchin your mom cry several tears

And I'm cryin over 7 years, can you (imagine)

How the snitch livin his life

And I'm in a 6 by 6 tonight, can you (imagine)

Why this dude grillin you

He a killer and he probably wanna kill you too

I think back to how the hustle game spoiled my life

Now I'm in somebody's kitchen, boilin rice

I started writin rhymes cause my time was free

Then I finally got paroled in ninety-three

So I moved to V-A after doin my bid

And half these rappers

is rappin 'bout what I lived

Entertainment? It's just that for real

And a lot of cats lie after gettin a deal

Most of 'em tell lies and make it sound true

I oughta know, I just told one to you

Õshort pauseú

[Chorus: Skillz]

Can you (imagine) if you had some proof

That your favorite rapper

wasn't tellin the truth

(together)

Him and his label decide

They gon' base his career on lies (forever)

And that's what happens

When money takes you and it leaves you (imagine)

[Skillz:]

Think about that,

when you buy your next CD and just (imagine)

What I could do with a pad and a pen

But I choose to tell the truth at the end