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If I Ruled The World
by The Fugees
Featuring: Lauryn Hill
Life..... I wonder.... Will it take me under....
I don't no.
Imagine smoking weed in the streets without cops
harassin' Imagine going to court with no trial Lifestyle cruising blue
behind my orders No welfare supporters more conscious of the way we raise
our daughters
Days are shorter, nights are colder feeling like
life is over these snakes strike like a cobra The world's hot my son got
nut evedently, is elementery they want us all gone eventually trooping
out of state for a plate knowledge, if coke was cooked without the garbage
we'd all have the top dollars
Imagine everybody flashin' fashion design your
clothes lace in your click up with diamond roles Your people on the doe,
no parole, no rubbers, go in raw imagine law with no undercovers Just some
toughts for the mind I take a glince in to time, watch the glimp read the
world is mine...
RULED--not rule and love em, love em baby not
love em em.
If I rule the world, imagine that... I'd free
all my sons, I love 'em baby... Black diamonds and pearls, Could it be
if you could be mine we both shine... If I ruled the world, Still livin'
for today in these last days and times.
Now it I'd be paradise life relaxin' black, latino
and anglo-saxon armani exchange the raines cash lords trouble Shabazz free
at last brand new whips to craft now we laught in the hiller path The Viller
house is for the crow how we do trees for breakfast dime sex as been streches
So many years of depression make me vision, the
better livin' type of place to raise kids in Opening eyes to the lise,
history told foul but I'm as wise is the whole 'oul plus the gold child
seein' things like I was controllin' click rollin' trickin' six digits
on kicks and still holdin' Trips to Paris, I civilise every savage gimme
one shot I turn strife like the labage
Political prisonner set free,
stress free no work release purple and threes
and jet skis feel the wimp breeze in west indies I'd make correta scott
king mayor of the cities in reverse themes to Willies, it sounds foul but
every girl I meet to go downtown I'd open every cell in Atika send em to
africa.
Chorus
(X2) And then we'll walk right up to the sun hand
in hand we'll walk right up to the sun we won't land
You'd love to hear the story how the thugs live
and worry, duck down in car seats, heats mandatory runnin' from Jake getting
chased hunger for papes These out of brakes many mistakes go down out of
state way, I had to let Marine we carry weight Triin' get lace flip the
ace stack the safe Millionaire plan to keep the gat with the cop camber
Makin' moves in Allena backin' fourth strambler cause you could have all
the chips,
be poor or rich still nobody want a nigga have
a shit If I ruled the world and everything in it, sky's the limit I'd push
a Q-45 infiniti it wouln't be no such thing of jealosy of the felony Strickly
living a long longevety to the distany I tought I'd never see but, reality
struck better find out before your times up, what the fuck...
Chorus
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