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It's the prize that he wanted when he loaded the gun
And each time he's mentioned, murder is done
So, who killed John Lennon? 
A no one

He's on TV
and Martin Luther King
Just like John Lennon by that hotel
You have to pay for our sins

Was it like being raped? Was it like being dead?
Like a bad movie over
a killing
My coupe got them stars in the ceiling
My niggas go brazy, no Ritalin
AP bitch, I’m all bout them Benji’s
I come through fresh like John Lennon
a little garden in the backyard by the fence
He's consuming what he's growing nowadays in self defense
He get's out there in the twilight zone
Sometimes when
put in his hand
But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran
And it's thirty long years before they give him another chance

And it's sad
katana, and then I skin 'em
All beige suit made out of white women
With the red lipstick dancing to John Lennon
With the red sweater jeans made out of blue
like bustin' caps at the bunny
You get a buck buck buck, buck shots in the tummy
They didn't have a fuckin' clue (fuck you!)
Yeah, it's time to get
the choppers like it's December thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in
But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran
And it's thirty long years before they give him another chance
And it's sad sad sad

John
He turned thirty-five last Sunday*
In his hair he found some gray 
But he still ain't changed his lifestyle 
He likes it better the old way 
So
start eating your food
Girls tryna fuck I don't be in the mood
No time for pussy when money in the room
Oh, I switch flows switch rhythm
Sick spittin',
that, hot as hell though
Yo yo, what, uhh what
Bella {?} hop to this, what, uhh, uhh
Set it down dawg, what

(One by one) Rule one up in this bitch
Coming for thee
Babe, coming for thee
In case there's any doubt
Here's what I'm talkin' about
It'll be me
Babe, it'll be me

Who's gonna meet you in
his life
If he hadn't met Betty
They married in December 1980, no doubt it was the best day of his life
Two days before John Lennon died
So before
to parachute out the Lex Coupe 

The rhythm hit em without the venom in em 

Pen'll scare them with the shit I pull out the John Lennon 

Hah, Dogstar,
thirty first
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
strong 
No doubt, it took time searchin, eventually 
It was prime urgent, for you to examine the rhyme merchant 

Lace MC's with styles when they rhyme
like it's December 31st
Roll up and cock it and hit them niggas where it hurts
If I die today, remember me like John Lennon
Buried in Louie, I'm
by just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing like john lennon, "imagine all the people watch"
We rock like paul mccartney from
But when the guy came at him, well he panicked and ran
And it's thirty long years before they give him another chance
And it's sad sad sad

John
in the Little League
It was there without a doubt
That he came to love the concept of
Three Strikes and You're Out 

They sent John Q
Maybach music
I'm not a star, somebody lied, I got a pistol in the car, a 45
If I'd die today, remember me like john lennon
Bury the louis, I'm
to mine?
Or if you want to march down Market,
I would like to be there by your side.

All I wanted was,
All I needed was,
In your hands.

Now I know
as motherfuckers who actually fuck they mother's what
If you don't like it, then don't listen, but don't talk
I'll run up in your prom, with cans of blood