Imogene Lyrics - A Change Of Heart - David Sanborn

Imagine making it big in this rap game 

And you think it's all good 

I'm here to tell you it ain't baby 

You got every eye in the world on you 

You gotta understand these people fear what they don't know 

Imagine life with no jails and no laws 

And no harassment on brothers in fancy cars 

Now why they want to trap me, make me a slave 

They just mad cause a ghetto nigga break bread 

I'm on the ground cuffed up like a dog 

Said my cuffs too tight, but they laugh when they see me fall 

I guess my skins too dark for them to hear me 

I know they don't like me, for some reason I think they fear me 

Quit tripping on my chains and my rangs 

I want to hit em, but I didn't cause I maintained 

They got me FED's on the scene and they sware I got the cream 

And the stolen truck green, canine all up in my jeans 

They don't realize I'm a soldier 

I had a pissed, ask your son, I know he gotta see-Murder disc 

Number one in every record store 

Mom and pops tap my phones, but you know I ain't slangin' rocks 

Take me to jail but I tell em take me off the scene 

My first call go to P, he put my mind at ease 

You told me not to trip cause it's a bigger picture 

And if your tank don't put it on TRU, I'm a come and get ya 

Woah, picture life without the crooked cops and without the cell blocks 

Would you sell rocks, or would you be like me, I'm shell shocked 

And I went through stressin' (why), cause I'm already strapped, 

bulletproof vesting 

Waiting to be tested by the devil on that level 

I used to sit on the porch with my uncle Ben 

And I watched the murder scene when I was 13, dad, why they come for me 

And it made me crazy, and it made me lose my mind 

And from time to time it crossed my mind 

What if there wasn't a crime 

Now Slim, would you kill for me and everything that's true for me 

If there was no law, and nobody was superstars 

No state trooper cars to follow, you wouldn't have to swallow 

Your rocks, so toss the glocks with the hollow 

I would kill a rich man and drink his blood, would it bring me riches 

Or would I just be selling my soul to them wicked witches 

We already in babylon, the world is a ghetto and God is like the don, 

nigga woah