Lyrics:
Now I'm impressed
They call me John Lennon, Lennon. I got a lot of women, yeah
They call me John Lennon with a bullet proof Vest
Hey Yoko Ono, yo, Hey
Fuckin in strawberry Fields
Yoko like like no other
Feeling like John Lennon feeling like John Lennon
Octopus gardens I am the walrus Ringo my Star
then I have achieved it (Uh-huh)
But niggas ain't listen
Don't fuck with a menace (Nah!)
Master P no limit (P!)
Wise guy John Lennon (Lennon, John)
Yeah
Do not mention his name
The man kills John Lennon, now he's on TV again
He's blaming Holden Caulfield in the face of the lens
And each time he
contents ..
John: no. I don't think so because...
Questioner: hitler could have been voted by the french, for instance.
John: every nation will have
gun, man
(woo) like John Wick (uh)
All black, one gunman
John Wick, that's a bad man
All black, one gunman john Wick (baow)
All black, one gunman
amphetamines
I be doing this until I'm deader than John Lennon be
I been going bad man I might commit some felonies
I been in the lab man killin' all these
This is the fourth by the four
'Please, Please Me', 'With The Beatles'
'Hard Day's Night' that's three
Now'beatles For Sale'
The young men
Brick by brick you built a mansion
Piece by piece it seems
You're tearing it down
Once you walked so tall and handsome
Now nobody even wants
up a mother fucker who talks too much. Then I’ll jolt ya like I’m John Travolta and I drive Volt- uh- Back on track, check my track record, I’m a good
beautiful eyes, the son Lennon never got to see become a man. And now that I'm a father I understand this more than ever, it was then I noticed I was crying.
everywhere
Pipes running where they please
John sees his laws are broken
Trees drowning where they breathe
Now John used to be a mellow man
Drinking
And then even this stranger thought my tortured mind began to ponder
I wonder what if Einstein would've met McCartney first while John Lennon was studying
vision
I feel like John Lennon
Take me back to 1960
Man, I'm feeling so trippy
Okay now, Lucy Lucy
We can roll a doobie
You my favourite type
bring some bread in
I’m a legend in this shit, I’m John Lennon in this bitch
See the bands from the gram they pretend a little bit
Don’t be checking on my
been.
Who killed john Lennon.
Rock.
Wasted away by a stranger.
Wasted away by a trend.
The streets cry goodnight.
It won't be long.
He could've
uh
Now and then I think I need you
But sometimes I feel like I don't
Chrome Heart the chain, gang swang
All this money make me cold, uh
Drippin' in
I come in here fresh like john lennon
I come in this bitch trigger happy to kill ya
Big blitz trigger happy he ready to kill ya
Now his blood
through fresh like John Lennon
My wrist a haircut, I'm not kidding
They dig all the shit that I'm kicking
I just bought my bitch some new titties
You
Mama!
Now you lads
Will you just shout Happy Christmas for us
For this tape, eh?
Happy Christmas?
Yeah go on one, two, three
Happy Christmas!
not
He'd hang around with Geldof doing
Live Aid and the like
Oh, I'm glad John Lennon died
Now before you start to boo me
And say that I'm a cunt
ever happened
Crawlin to your heart like a beatle, John Lennon
Love or lust, it don't matter you're the one I vibe with
Heal me in your open arms, lately
John Lennon, Michael Jackson, Janice Joplin, Jimmy Hendrix
When I die, I just wanna be a legend
White roses on my headstone and my name in golden
succeed
Start a record label signing John Lennon with tesla swervin
Iced out chains no limousine
I promise if you just keep doin
Your thing then you
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