Lyrics:
retarded
And we comin' with them bangin' beats, ? and dumpin'
Cause everybody know that D-P-GC, Bad Boy niggas run this
[Chorus]
What they know about
blastin' through your car auxiliary
They wanna John Lennon me, or John Kennedy
Since I been on, I feel my adrenaline goin'
It take me back to the corners
a real nigga 'cause that's the easiest thing to do
Been getting money since a youth, what about you?
Diamonds ocean blue, fuck bitches by the twos
They
John John Da Don
What's your puppies name? Jean
Claude The Dog?
Pat Stay, I tell these cats straight
You got the most mix matched face
Chipmunk
of you that's behind me
Witness the most coldest, ferocious niggas that rhyme
These bitches turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did shit
When
don't tell my big fat mama
What my skinny mama can do
I know you had a wonderful time last night
At least so they tell me you did.
~
Jagger.
We were fabulous together, I know what your all thinking, did she fuck him?, How was he?
Ah, Mick, Bruce, Lional, I had em all, How were they? I was
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What
seventeen, in an all black suit
Laying still in a coffin, surrounded by my crew
Giving half-heart apologies
For watching while they bottled me
Or running
ways
This is my moment of clarity
I be feeling like john constantine
Was it was it was it something i Did
Somebody lost they way i done did My best
Was
trickin' the hood, what they cryin' 'bout?
Petty crimes, bitches, and money, that's what they lyin' 'bout
Niggas ain't tellin' the truth enough, no,
look like?
They gave Max seven-five (seven-five), what it look like?
The Wave is gon' die? What I look like? (Free the Wave)
I'm John Wick with
down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk faggot crab
you fucking say dont even make sense
How the fuck you even get on
It dont make sense
Like how the fuck you even got fans
What the fuck
Whose dick did
did you suck
Its Muze dont interrupt
Imma MF problem
You lost in the gossip
Blah blah blah
What the fuck
Very often
Killing a beat and I murder
Lennon died
In 1990 Yoko would have killed him anyway
Oh, I'm glad John Lennon died
And by the way I wonder
Did you ever stop to think about
Whatever
year and we will know what's sure
John could not believe these words and tried hard to persuade
With arguments and presents all in vain
One year later
Hello sweet heart, I would like your name, Miyumi Suki, Sounds Good
And you are? Oh, this is your girl? Glorious
They call me John Lennon, Lennon.
What is this? What kinda kid plays with something like this? They're so weird looking! What kinda kid would play with something like this? I'd like to be
no introduction (ooh)
Style my own can't no one touch it (ooh)
Became what they said I couldn't (ooh)
Mediocre, that won't cut it
Life is a gift,
robberies while chasing their shattered dreams
Coldwater the addicts while they're addicted to paper
Green personalities, the new gets taken in by the game
You just a regular human being
And it's love that I'm always just trying to bring
Can't help it if others don't like what they see
We all live in
she gave away my pussy I'ma kill her
John john phenom-enon, in japan they call me ichiban
Wu-tang clan, number won!
In the whole nine, I hold mine
a kill the beat like I'm John Wick
Hesitate on my content
I'm a come through like a comet
And pass by your nonsense
I got the confidence
Satan, you'll
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