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magine freestyle - cyrus brxxks lyrics

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imagine freestyle

*imagine being me imagine loosing it all just to get it back
*like n*ggas i robbed imagine i paid ‘‘em back
*then ran up in they crib again wit the mini mack like, gimmie that!
*now they got the mad face jawin bout they gon get me back imagine that
*said he put 10 on my head but he ain’t doin that
*stupid n*gga 10 bands will get your whole city clapped
*duck tape your c*ck sucker shut and tell my stud chick to get the strap
*you not tough i’m really that these n*ggas cap

*imagine a people indoctrinated into 400 years of prayer
*just to find out that god was on vacation
*like he saw you ask for help every sunday blank stare in the congregation
*turned the music up and kept jammin to the playlist
*ain’t have the patience time of day just flexed and ain’t say sh*t
*like he couldn’t see your suffering through his ray bans
*400 years later share cropping jim crow descendants of slaves here
*pipelined redlined reagan era crack babies

*i was16 first time i saw the plug crib not the trap
*ar’s big macs 50 packs imagine that
*admired his prison and swore to my self i’d never live like that
*imagine his co’d making statements no forgiving that
*big jug big raw f*ck the lame sh*t
*big draws big b*lls let ‘‘em hang here
*big bro big star what your name is
*big brxxks face card who you came with
*check the temperature boy it’s basic let’s get on the same page here
*i’m not the play wit cuz n*gga we don’t play fair
*matter of fact we don’t play here bust plays here getting paid here
*coughing on that za pack i’m breathing sage air

*i gave a lot of you n*ggas life i got a few sons
*don’t worry bout it you’ll get later you’re just confused son
*i’m focused on paper chasing i feel nothing for you son
*plus you got the heart of a b*tch you john q’s son
*respect your pockets i think you bout to lose something
*respect your jaw playin with words i’ll hang man and string the noose up
*50 buck half moon ceaser through your crew cut
*arod barry bonds n*gga i’m juiced up

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