Imagine

Imagine if I showed you one day I was leaving the hood Would you call me a sellout? Would you say it's all good? Would you follow if you could? Or would you just tell me get the hell out? And imagine if I showed you that I found another way of getting dough without doing dirt-- let's blurt Would you love me for giving me some hope Or resent me 'cause your pride got hurt? Imagine if we never grew up on a council estate And was country manor raised with a spoon in our mouth Would we still be making fuss about the East and the South Would we shiver at the robberies, murder and the crack And thank god that we didn't have to live like that Just the image on the TV as we're comfortably sat Sipping wine, room lit by the summer sunshine Not a worry in the world as we casually chat Oblivious to how we would be living on the flipside No experience, not a clue about a rough ride No harassment, no boy dem (?) on our backside That would be *amazing*, still I know you wonder would make you any less real? What's the corresponding standing in (?), offering If you had a better offer would you go for the kill? Snap out of your daydream, how do you feel? Does it all seem worthwhile for ya? Try and put it in perspective Retrospective of your profile and your honor Do you want to hang about, or are you a goner? Come along, think fast, decision time You've been living in the grime, don't you want to climb? The ladder of life, the wall of enlightenment Or are you looking for the hype and excitement? 'cause with so much drama in the LDN It's kind of hard to find legal money to spend Generation genocide looks possible The rate at which we draw for this game and pretend But we don't know who the real enemy is Who should be held responsible, instead we defend A couple square meters of pavement, in the end What will be achieved my friends?