Lyrics:
Write To Dream
The devil gotta fill his quota
Shots rang from the heavens that one night at The Dakota
First they callin' out ya name, then you look
Anybody got any special requests for us to do
John Henry?
Lemme do John Henry then and we'll go...
Johnny Henry's pappy woke him up one midnight
He
Galahad, and I, wait until
nightfall, and then leap out of the rabbit, taking the French by
surprise -- not only by surprise, but totally unarmed!
ARTHUR:
Mr. Lennon, Mr. Lennon!
John John, could, could I get your autograph?
Could I get your autograph? (Sure kid)
Oh, yeah yeah yeah, just
Could you
R.I.P.
David Bow, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
Cobain, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
John Lennon, I’m a rockstar, R.I.P.
Pull up in a foreign, top come down
Now I’m
of vinegar now, but you about through
We gonna get a steam drill to do your share of drivin'
Then what's all them muscles gonna do? Huh, John Henry?
Gonna take
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
would unfold
The people must be told
John Lennon said there is no Heaven
John Lennon said how do you sleep
In a world without love
Nothing but the sky
Is
and rescue me
What you gonna do, when they pull up on you?
Pray that they dont shoot, this aint what you want fool
They got John Lennon too, know that they
me, John Lennon
I think I'll go out
by a Heartbroken Woman
We were in love for a minute
Now it's finished, now it's finished
I drink too much
laughin' at John Henry
They said," Your full of vinegar now but you bout' through!
We gonna get a steamdrill to do your share of drivin'
Then what's all
laughin' at John Henry
They said," Your full of vinegar now but you bout' through!
We gonna get a steamdrill to do your share of drivin'
Then what's all
Arthur Ashe died from aids, no
That's murder, nigga
Murder
Gunfire, death is so quiet, ask why, tell 'em it's
Murder
The sun rise then hide by grey
come in different hues
John Lennon shades on, color match my shoes
You need to calm down over here life is a breeze
You can catch a me on the dance
Cuz when I want something in life I just go and get it
If I'm my own biggest fan I'll be John Lennon
We can cut the middle man if we stick together
frigging old
And he dreams at night of Woodstock
And the day John Lennon died
How the music made him happy
And the silence made him cry
Yea he thinks of John
By Michael Brown
Oh, we're meetin' at the courthouse at eight o'clock tonight
You just walk in the door and take the first turn to the right
Be
like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Big black nigga and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop
Count
But he's just too friggin' old
And he dreams at night of Woodstock and the day John Lennon died
How the music made him happy and the silence made him
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
like John Lennon
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Big black nigga and an icy watch
Shoes on the coupe, that got a Nike shop
Count
who's that writin') John the Revelator
Wrote the book of the seven seals
Look, God walked down the hill one day
Called Adam by his dame
And Adam
at work and now she bugging me. Versace John Lennon
I only want the bitch if she expensive
Fuck the ho in Versace, had some boojie ass children
Doing what
shots I'm sending
Musical martyr like John Lennon from the beginning
Spit with a vengeance, semi-automatic weapon repping
Calm stop, warlock like David
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