Years Lata - Pure Imagination lyrics

[Hook]: We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination [Verse One]: Runnin', runnin', runnin' I hope my feet don't fail me Chasin' down my dreams, b**h ain't nothin' you could tell me That's how the f** you start a verse off Hungry and I'm broke but I know people who are worse off Much worse off Know a couple people I currently would love to curse off Can't afford God these days, how much do church cost? Hospitals filled up, yeah some milks spilled but Please God I'm begging you, don't let 'em k** us I wish I could live my nine lives twice Trying not to have no beef in my fried rice As I roll up, roll up my vice And please don't try to tell me how to live my life I try hard not to preach And stay away from those I try hard not to reach Just let the shootin' stars fill the sky Bumpin' Gloria Gaynor I Will Survive Off of pure imagination [Hook]: We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination [Verse Two]: Buildin' anticipation I was sure I had you waitin' Waitin' for that uncut, that pure imagination Waitin' for the come up My music bring the sun up Thankful for a mom that care enough to bring her son up But nowadays it's like the world's gone mad Girls Gone Wild, the milk in the cereal has gone bad The imperial shogun Hand to hand, no gun We sporty, these shawty's, E-40 how they Go Dumb Lace my kicks up Fly makin' hits With a guy take some chicks Make up kisses for my guys He-Man, woman hater, b**h I'm Alfalfa Chillin' with my Darla Thrillin' with nostalgia Now I check my high lights, imagine that I remember like yesterday when I ain't have a track Spittin' in the cafeteria them battle raps Pure imagination, I'm bringin' that battle axe Werf [Hook]: We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination [Verse Three]: Chicken at St. Huberts n***as know I do work But I don't need no dessert That sh** just make my tooth hurt I be at Penn Station you can see me on that Amtrack Put my CD in that damn plaque cause that's platinum b**h, I am that Half these n***as can't rap f** your sound scan stats I ain't scannin' sounds, them hand me downs, n***a stand back Look into my pockets when I jams stacks Right there is where I end it and right here is where your hands clap [Hook]: We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination We gettin' high off of pure imagination I'm just gettin' by off of pure imagination Shorty you could fly that's just pure imagination What what? Pure imagination