Hook:

What are these thoughts circling in my head?
Why is my mind filled with fear and dread?
Why am I haunted by a dreamer’s curse?
Is it true? Could this world turn for the worse?
Tell me could our lives be on some crude probation?
Just imagine the hurt of these cruel contemplations…
Is a nightmare all but a hope's purification?
Just feel the hurt of these cruel contemplations...

Verse 1: (Ghost Emperor aka Cerulean)

Picture if you can feud and disease sweeping unspoiled across lands
As allures of wicked power wrap world’s neck with iron hands
Imagine little rants and brawls sparking international wars
Where wreaking havoc and death are considered rational chores
Imagine millions and millions being spent on conflicts and fighting
Yet all the time politicians would be claiming to do the right thing
Imagine a suffering of the people far away and on our doorstep
Where kids are born into poverty, from day one the core’s set
Imagine little ones running with guns and putting slugs in each other
What would be if the struggle to eat had brothers killing one another?
A cruel world where aspirations instate the hater not the lover
Can you imagine the rocky path being paved for yet another young mother?
Envision if you dare the will to live eclipsing poverty’s tortures
Imagine pimps pushing struggling teens on gritty street corners
Imagine them used and exposed, they’d be wearing but fake-smiles
Just dirt, mini skirts the only thing hugging their slim profiles
Damn, imagine crack heads in alleys giving chase to that last high
Imagine jaded, belated the world goes by through a glass eye
Imagine dealers and cops counting the bills of their exploits
And imagine lives being traded for paper to fill in for death’s void

Hook x 1

Verse 2: (2XL)

Envision the collapse of society, mass destruction on a worldwide scale
Where only the strongest survive… to rape and kill the weak and frail
No government, army, or police to serve and protect us
Starvation: men, women and children flee the cities in mass exodus
Envision New York, London, and Tokyo engulfed in flames
The type uh shit I’m talking bout would make 9/11 look tame
Imagine millions of orphaned and hungry sons and daughters
Or pregnant women beaten and gang raped in front of their fathers
Imagine warlords dukin it out for control of the streets with automatics
Imagine flippin every channel on the TV – and gettin nuttin but static
It’d be tragic… but a perfect word to describe it would be humanity
A word that often timez iz synonymous with insanity…
Pure savagery… the topic I’m addressin ain’t much of a twist
Cuz in sum parts of the world today these conditions already exist
Imagine the world’s worst criminals assuming power
Imagine starvation so bad… that human corpses were devoured
Imagine the return of diseases like bubonic plague and leprosy
Sumtimez it seemz that destruction iz the human race’s only destiny
Imagine mass murderers let out the prisons and becomin politicians
Imagine… shit, is this type of world really all that hard to envision?

2XL:

Hey, hey, hold up the track a minute...

Ghost Emperor:

Hold up! Yo XL, isn’t all that what the world’s already like…? Damn…

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wasnt feelin it your structure was off

thanks. any more feedback?

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liked ur choice of words good story i liked it thanx 4 ur feedback in my new post jus returnin da love holla back

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thanks dude. upping for more feedback! ^^^^^^^

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uppin 2! just let me know how i can improve and shit...

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uppin 3

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uppin 4... please give me some feedback so i can elevate! i'll return the favour

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a good story but let me drop this righ there

drink wines but like stink swines on route with my snout
To root up trees and boot corrupt MC’S with bad clout out
The game., search much to find rhymes and loose money
Being broke produce funny vibes hate crummy scribes sonny

^huh? glad you liked my drop but those lines had me kind of confused. sound good but don't really make any sense!

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uppin for more feedback

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was aight....structure was off....could be alot better...u should go through and fix some things

iight thanks for the feedback!

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