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dizzee rascal - imagine (live at austin, texas 20/3/2004) lyrics

[intro (spoken)]
wait, wait, wait, let me spit some more realness
that’s not my concern, rude boy
listen, yo, yo

[verse]
imagine if i told you one day i was leavin’ the hood
would you call me a sell out? would you say it’s all good?
would you follow if you could?
or would you just tell me, “get the h+ll out”?
and imagine if i showed you that i found another way of gettin’ dough without doin’ dirt
less blood, would you love me for givin’ you some hope?
or resent me ’cause your pride got hurt?
imagine if we never grew up on a council estate
and was country manor raised, silver spoon in our mouth
would we still be makin’ fuss about the east and the south?
would we shiver at the robberies, murder and the crack?
and thank god that we didn’t have to live like that
just an image on the tv as we’re comfortably sat
sippin’ wine, room lit by the summer sunshine
not a worry in the world as we casually chat
oblivious to how we would be livin’ on the flipside
no experience, not a clue about a rough ride
no harrassment, no police on our back side
that would be amazin’ still
but i know you wonder, would it make you any less real?
what’s the current spot you’re standin’ in, offerin’
if you had a better offer would you go for the k!ll?
snap out of your day dream, how do you feel?
does it all seem worthwhile for ya?
try and put it in perspective
retrospective of your profile and your honour
do you wanna hang about or are you a goner?
come along, think fast, it’s decision time
you’ve been livin’ in the ground, don’t you wanna climb?
the ladder of life, the wall of enlightenment
or are you lookin’ for the hype and excitement?
’cause we’re so much drama in the ldn
it’s kinda hard tryin’ the find legal money to spend
generation, genocide looks possible
the rate at which we draw for the skin and pretend
that we don’t know who the real enemy is
who should be held responsible, instead we deffend
a couple square metres of pavement in the end
what would be achieved, my friend?
[outro (spoken)]
big up, texas, i want your hands up for dizzee rascal
all the way from london for you today

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