Imagine lyrics

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I sit on the studio couch
Ask myself, "What the f*ck am I thinking about?"
Thinking 'bout living without the past and the present
Prior to the [?] Dr. Dre record, imagine, I drift off 600 seconds
10 minutes exact, letting my mind explore
K. Dot had turned Curious George
You know, off the hardship is what I'm curious for
Like what if Pac had never looked left to holla at broads?
Before he turned right to get them shots throgh the door?
They say Suge did it, but he was in emergency clinic
Someone risked their own life to get someone else killed
But in the process get injured, it don't make sence
It's like the Da Vinci Code code, tryna solve the crime of these rap souls
What if B.I.G. never did it big?
Never went to LA, would it've made a difference in them bullet-hole?
Would it've made my flow more persistent?
Would it've raised up the bar of competition? Who knows
Who told Nastradamus baby momma was f*cking with HOV?
Would the batlle be less interesting if it wasn't personal?
If Jay wasn't intimate, there'd probably be less people listening
People, thinking it's a poblisity stunt
What if he partnered with Jay and still didn't blow?
Hip-Hop would really be f*cked
Something like Milli Vanilli
Nothing Different, quite similar
Filling up my mind capacity
Thinking about Martin Luther, on the balcony
What if the shooter-
Better yet, what if Malcolm on the side?
Killed two birds with one stone, both would've died
Now let's rewind
[Chorus: D'Angelo]
Before we go, can you imagine?
Picture years with your mom
Can you imagine?
Hang her picture in the sky
Can you imagine?
Call emergency, I've been dreamin' all my life
(DJ Skee, D-D-DJ Skee)

[Verse 2: Jay Rock]
Imagine if Tookie was a Blood? Look, no disrespect would there be more Bloods than Crips sets
Dominating the population of L.A., Orange County, the Valley, back up to the bay?
Matter fact, imagine if we didn't really start this gangsta sh*t
Y'all wouldn't have nothin' to spit
No drive-bys, no flags stickin' out pockets
No N.W.A dues, just rappin' like Krush Groove
Imagine if Mike Concepcion walked on his own two
Feet no paralyzed, would he be alive
Or would he been lost his life to the streets?
No mansion, no cars in that driveway
What if Freeway Rick never was a kingpin?
On this L.A. strip, would these rap n*ggas use his name?
Nah, what if rap n*ggas never had rap?
When they tryna fall back on this drug game
These rappers ass backwards
Now these rappers getting caught with the cocaine, to smoke, not to slang
Imagine that, people not knowing that these rap n*ggas is insane
Just think about it
[Chorus: D'Angelo]
Before we go, can you imagine?
Picture years with your mom
Can you imagine?
Hang her picture in the sky
Can you imagine?
Call emergency, I've been dreamin' all my life


[Verse 3: Punch]
Imagine life without death, would you even feel alive?
Your people that passed, what if they never died?
Imagine seeing your mom cry tears of happiness
Knowing her son safe and she ain't lose him to this madness
A street living, what if the crack epidemic
Never reached the projects and destroyed our buildings?
Turned most of us to killers, innocent victims?
Imagine if heroin didn't affect our system?
They say drug money funding labels today
What about the drug money that's funding the C.I.A.?
Imagine if they really tried to fix these streets
Would they start in the hood, or executive suites?
Where the real criminals meet, and principal beef with me
You could possibly live without heat
Imagine if Al Gore had won that election
Would the Twin Tower buildings still stand erected?
Imagine the penal system without wittness protection
Would it be this many cowards on the stand telling?
I don't know, I'm just speaking my mind
Lost in my own soul, let's press rewind
Imagine