Kush Kelz - John Lennon (feat. Spark Master Tape) Lyrics

Intro: Interview with Mark David Chapman(Verse One: Kush Kelz)They locked my brother up, I'm just gettin' wordHundred grand on ten percent, shit absurd'Round here trial and error, you go'n live and learnJudge said at the hearing I'm the illest ever heardNow I'm back on the corner cause I gotta eatGotta get my brother home, mama can't sleepI know I'm hungry and we struggling so It's now or neverHoodie on, before the night over; rob a niggaHammer under my belt, this ain't nothing I'm used toI gotta learn to fend for myselfIt's the first thing I resorted to, The violenceThe drug dealing, at least I'm honestLot things on my agendaRun the streets all weekAnd who knows what I'mma findI ain't go to collegePrevented my own ColumbineI always say they should thank meNow I gotta go get mineDon't ask why I'm angryFuck the law, they crossed the line(Verse Two: Spark Master Tape)And if I met my killerAsk him why the hell I had to be a drug dealerWith a strap in the brawlThis niggas in the bar withA bottle that's bad as my liversBullet holes for the bangPull up slow, unload the with the gangIn the game that's cuffed to the devilAnd the damn sour heir snorts cocaineMy eyes bleed, and my nose goneRide that shot that coke runWe live, lick it up lick a shotLittle do it take for a lick, let it offLet it be sky malls, or my hole in hellI ride for my homes in jailI'm pushin' through my hoodWhen amp in the lab what's good?You see, my mama blame sparkFor the shells that took my brotherOn that day she said I failedStuck with a bottle of some empty shellsNever gave a fuck, killa payin' no bailWe burn that, force the crime, man we earn thatWe the last to die, man we burnin'Hell bound killa, hella hell down brotherNow most them foul bitches livin' well now, watch goneClean the car, get the smell out, I'm onWe sqwabin' them pigs out, and bumpWe spark, we move and we march, but we be smokin'