ترانه:
Who The Imagine A Man

you will see the end You will see the end Oh yeah Imagine a man Not a child of any revolt But a man of today feeling new Imagine a soul So old it it

you will see the end You will see the end Oh yeah Imagine a man Not a child of any revolt But a man of today feeling new Imagine a soul So old it it

a Porsche We get dough in all land the size of philly of course Can imagine the price that my jewelery really would cost We go to clubs with a briefcase and a

That's where the life is That's where I'm hiding Behind closed doors (Behind closed doors) Behind closed doors (Behind closed doors) Behind closed doors There's a man who

enterprise, complete down and gritty wise guys Ghetto wiz kids, prescribe them as philosophy baptizes Look at snake eyes, wicked as a pastor's bubble eye Imagine

her up all hours a night, thought the pussy was good 'Bout 15 years ago, shit I can't imagine she'd remember that a nigga made a mean egg sandwich [Big

one underdog, and you gotta swing by yourself Then turn right around in that song and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image

A mother was grieving her loss, her soldier the ultimate cost She went to the man who's been told that he's a king Waited outside of his compound to ask

't it be nice If they gave phds For strokin' me with hypotheses Gimme a gal who teaches school Who's not afraid to break the rules Women doctors and lawyers, too Can really make a man