Texty:
Nasty Imagine

weak like shit I maybe weak too but I follow my dick love, peace and unity far away from false believes imagine love imagine peace but we are all infected

the night in your mind I won't be hard to find I'll be right there in your mind Let me caress your consciousness Want you to taste the thought of me Is your imagination

From the bed to the kitchen Coffee with no cream, that's like a rock with no fiend Martin Luther King with no dream John Lennon couldn't even 'Imagine

break up? All I asked for was a glass of punch You see I never really asked for much I can't imagine what's goin' through you mind After such a nasty

back and tear into the goods. Tossed on the heap like metal scraps. Enter the sandman, speed metal and rap. Take advantage, your average rappers can't. Too many temples, imagine

nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Can I live til' my last day? Hittin' honies that be nasty

Got blessed as Golden child You know my image as a pimp, it can be kind of hard to ignore Because of my image, I might call you a whore You know my image

's really not me But a nigger really want it I go a lot of nasty shit with all the horny Come on on me shake that shit for me Imagine you ride on like

this, I'm in my bed, body's hot, soak 'n wet Thinking bout the things I like to do I'm open wide when it comes to freakin' you Imagine me, wet as can