What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops

Think I'll jump on a plane
And take a flight out to the Red Light
And smuggle ten pounds of weed
Make it home tonight
Be the number one smuggler in the area
Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier
Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated
State to state and overseas gettin' faded
The Buddha king, seen the green grow tall
I'm bringing it all right back home to y'all
Many different strains of herb in my brain
I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane
Skunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud
Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts
And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop
Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops
I give props for all the soldiers in the war
Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?

Ayo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First, I get the money, then I get the power
Joey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour

It was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's
Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance
Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known
By mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme
Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep
But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets
And in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena
Claimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena
Lacin' the china with Menida
This felony repeater will be a leader
Like your preacher but so much deeper
Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don
Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes
Come on, I be the top extortionist
Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage
Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof
All my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth

What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
First you get the money, then you get the power
G Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour

No doubt
I be the crime story of all ghetto territories
Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory
With pharmaceutical laboratories
Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology
Degree in drug industry
Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter
Residue molecules scatter
Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter
Mind brighter than Einstein's for crime
G equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine
But yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields
And holy steel, a nigga keep it real
You know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it
I got's to have it, stack all the cabbage
From conductin' a drug traffic
Police'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in
They rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien
Display my fury to the D.A and the jury
One hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man

What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?
Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you
Once you get the money, and then you get the power
Big Pun's the same, son, bustin' my guns for the dollars

Yo, I'd walk on water, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs
Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods
Be larger than life, twice as nice as your idol
Pump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible
I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb
Out the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine
It seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare
I fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)
I wish I could, I wish I could
Never forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood
Yo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain
And physical abuse
Give her back her best years
Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement
Spark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content
Repent, if thou shall be forgiven
How could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?
Child and women

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Writer(s): Christopher Rios, Joseph Cartagena, Louis Freese, Nathaniel Thomas Wilson, Rodney Lemay