Imagine - Live at Austin, Texas 20/3/2004

Wait, wait, wait
 Let me spit some more realness
 That's not my concern, rude boy
 Listen, yo, yo
 Imagine if I told you one day I was leavin' the hood
 Would you call me a sell out? Would you say it's all good?
 Would you follow if you could?
 Or would you just tell me, "Get the hell out"?
 And imagine if I showed you that I found another way
 Of gettin' dough without doin' dirt
 Less blood, would you love me for givin' you some hope?
 Or resent me 'cause your pride got hurt?
 Imagine if we never grew up on a council estate
 And was country manor raised, silver spoon in our mouth
 Would we still be makin' fuss about the east and the south?
 Would we shiver at the robberies, murder an the crack?
 And thank God that we didn't have to live like that
 Just an image on the TV as were comfortably sat
 Sippin' wine, room lit by the summer sunshine
 Not a worry in the world as we casually chat
 Oblivious to how we would be livin' on the flipside
 No experience, not a clue about a rough ride
 No harrassment, no police on our back side
 That would be amazin' still
 But I know you wonder, would it make you any less real?
 What's the current spot you're standin' in, offerin'
 If you had a better offer would you go for the kill?
 Snap out of your day dream, how do you feel?
 Does it all seem worthwhile for ya?
 Try and put it in perspective
 Retrospective of your profile and your honour
 Do you wanna hang about or are you a goner?
 Come along, think fast, it's decision time
 You've been livin' in the ground, don't you wanna climb?
 The ladder of life, the wall of enlightenment
 Or are you lookin' for the hype and excitement?
 'Cause we're so much drama in the LDN
 It's kinda hard tryin' the find legal money to spend
 Generation, genocide looks possible
 The rate at which we draw for the skin and pretend
 That we don't know who the real enemy is
 Who should be held responsible, instead we deffend
 A couple square metres of pavement in the end
 What would be achieved, my friend?
 Big up, Texas, I want your hands up for Dizzee Rascal
 All the way from London for you today...