Can You Imagine - Prop Dylan

It all started back in '97

An adolescent with big dreams

And sick skeems, whenever the knowledge’s tested

She had the hottest essence, the whole nine yards

Enough to make my mind go, oh my gosh

She had me hooked like addiction to drugs

The proper term for the moment, unconditional love

Just like the crips and the bloods, she had me howering over the streets

She’s the reason for this, and considering my solo release

The reason why I even flow over beats

The reason why I, Prop Dylan even rose from defeat

Now I am standing on both of my feet, don

She’s my life, my shoulder to weep on

She’s gods gift to the man, yes

Fullfilling my list of demand, it’s sick when I fantisize

About a life without her body and soul

Without her shine in my life, I am rock bottom in soil

Can you imagine a goddess, who lifts you up

No matter how hard it is, when it gets corrupt

She’s there for you, wiping up the drips of blood

Never quick to judge, she only wish for love

She had me feeling like a king with a crown

Cuz everytime that I mentioned her name, heads were spinning around

Our steps quivered the ground, in every town that we walked

Loud when she talked, getting rounds of applause

She took me down to New York, so I could spot her stomping grounds

She picked me up, straight out the box of lost and found

Whenever I was bossed and tossed around

She told me to walk my own path, like a nomad

Never will I lose her, that’ll be the day they put a toetag

On my notepad, there’s no match, for a starving artist

I was partly cautious, but she was all I wanted

From March to August, yeah I fought for her heart

Even though I was born the chosen one like the Dalai Lamas

Out the darkest waters, she bloomed to a queen

Soon to be free, when I am persuing my dreams

It’s not just sunny days, cuz now the page has been flipped

From a saint to a dangerous sadistic b*tch

What a waist of a gift, traded for the devil inside

I’mma never be bitter instead I’mma thrive

But I want her dead or alive, whenever she’s spreading her thies

For a lot of dudes, just to knock 'em boots, like a prostitute

All of this cuz she got alot of a’s and o’s

Like a conquered boxers, locker room

Guess it’s the shocking truth, that keeps on chasing me down

With a foot to the neck, when I am placed on the ground

But she’s right there, as a boost of confidence

Helps me out whenever I lose my common sense

What if I gave her a second to breathe

Would it be like that day when I got swept up my feet, huh?