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kid mos – imagine lyrics

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imagine lyrics
(verse 1)
welcome to my dream/
walking on a road to cream/
to see sh+t i’ve only seen/
up on the television screens/
i need twenty three grammys/
like young hov of r+o+c/
a spot on double x+l magazine/
a whip with doors that seem like wings/
i’m standing on my own two feet/
with sb dunks that’s semi clean/
tryna do a bigger thing/
than what all of these labels bring/
such is life, but so it begins/
again/
stay humble to my origins/
but see now it’s my time to win/
i was once that boy from the hood/
writing rhymes into a book/
i’m still that kid from the ghetto/
searching for a life more mellow/
practicing this gift/
i close my eyes and let my mind drift/
i paint pictures with words like graffiti murals/
my goal is to tag up every stage in the world/
such a beautiful sight/
i describe/
in my own pursuit of happiness/
among all of the nastiness/
you see/
i wanna be/
like com in ‘02 plus three/
so everybody run back to your fantasy/
(hook x2)
i don’t need this life/
because i live in my mind/
imagination is where i can find/
a piece of mind/
some peace in mind/

(verse 2)
now it’s easy to imagine/
cuz reality’s more tragic/
we’re just ashes to more ashes/
lost your brother to the madness/
and your mother to the sadness/
all your homies love the bad sh+t/
claim the set and get to trapping/
catch a body, tears get tatted/
that’s the way that sh+t goes/
up in the barrio/
stick to what the streets show/
because that’s all we know/
i set to break the rules/
that we’ve been confined to/
i don’t got many tools/
but i only need two/
i got a pen and a pad/
an ambition that’s grand/
and a vision that’s planned/
i listen and i glance/
at the empty sheets/
emptier than the streets/
summertime blocks get hot/
and many youngins shot/
i don’t want out the hood/
i just want something good/
something better for the city/
safer places for the kiddies/
an extinction of the greedy/
and g+ngb+nger treaties/
give the barrio hope/
and i promise that we’ll cope/
don’t give us dope/
or statistics to be wrote/
(hook x2)
i don’t need this life/
because i live in my mind/
imagination is where i can find/
a piece of mind/
some peace in mind/

(verse 3)
this last verse/
is a curse/
to all the other/
big rappers/
i say stop the violence/
i ain’t here to pick a side, but i refuse to stay silent/
there’s been eight mc’s murdered in the last four years/
i ain’t tryna be the ninth one, cuz my time is now and here/
you remain/
chained/
to the game/
that don’t change/
here for the moment, gone the next day/
i’m tryna see people succeed/
f+ck the beef, lets focus on getting out of the streets/
it ain’t my business, but these labels love to see y’all come and go/
posthumous releases certifying platinum or the gold/
that’s more money for a ceo/
off of murder or an overdose/
there ain’t no competition for mos/
i ain’t even drop a tape yet, and i’m out here sh+tting on most/
i can’t help but laugh at all these guys/
cordae said he the best under twenty five/
look alive/
it’s really mos standing seven+two inches high/
just imagine/



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