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PICTURE LIFE
Now can you picture a time when there will be no crime?
And everybody works together to help mankind.
We shine with innocence as we’re making that climb,
And prepare to be engulfed with beauty so divine.
And recline with no worries, no hate, no fear, everything’s fine,
With possibilities of being genuine.
Now who’s world is this, I said the world is mine,
To tell the people the LORD is coming in due time.
Now can you picture that, cuz I can picture getting richer,
Not only in money but my wisdom growing bigger.
I can only figure there’s more than cash that rules around me,
Like being with GOD and having life that lasts eternally.
It’s burning me inside to see man’s pride,
Be the reason that the lord isn’t their guide.
So we hide from the truth, if we knew we’d hit the roof,
But at the second coming you will get your proof
NOW CAN YOU PICTURE THAT
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PICTURE LIFE AS YOUR VISION YOUR GOAL AND YOUR MISSION
JUST MAKE IT YOUR DECISION X4
Can you picture a life of 6 figures,
Calling all the shots in spots as if you was a made nigga.
Here’s a picture niggas upstate now doing bids,
Missing out on life and regretting what they did.
Can you picture a world without retaliation,
Imagine if we wasn’t headed towards annihilation.
Life is hard, but certain things can make it better,
Like a wife, a kid, a home, and some cheddar.
The six letter help my picture come in focus,
She wasn’t no ordinary girl and she showed it.
I know this, along the way we need some help,
It’s a lot harder to see when you try to picture it yourself.
I’m out for self, I mean self-preservation,
The governments false promises I’m still waiting.
For some change, so why things remain the same,
These niggas for the money and the fame, What, Paparazzi
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Now everybody picture a life as a big willy,
Everything you want you get cuz you stay jiggy.
On top of the world to give it up world be silly,
But with mo money mo problems will come at you like Biggy,
Now is it really yourself or is it the cash,
That make niggas want to hang and women give you ass.
I laugh at nonbelievers who think money’s a must,
When the money’s around there’s no friend that you can trust.
You lust the spotlight, sporting gear top flight,
When you walk in the party all the ladies jock you right.
It bites to know without a Benz you’ll have no friends,
It’s shocking if one will stick around till the end.
In a world of sin the good times won’t last,
So remember the riches because it’ll soon be the past.
So stay paid till you die, Your friends will fly when you fly,
But when the money is gone, your friends will go and say by.
NOW CAN YOU PICTURE THAT
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