Spark Master Tape - John Lennon lyrics

Intro: Interview with Mark David Chapman (Verse One: Kush Kelz) They locked my brother up, I'm just gettin' word Hundred grand on ten percent, sh** absurd 'Round here trial and error, you go'n live and learn Judge said at the hearing I'm the illest ever heard Now I'm back on the corner cause I gotta eat Gotta get my brother home, mama can't sleep I know I'm hungry and we struggling so It's now or never Hoodie on, before the night over; rob a n***a Hammer under my belt, this ain't nothing I'm used to I gotta learn to fend for myself It's the first thing I resorted to, The violence The drug dealing, at least I'm honest Lot things on my agenda Run the streets all week And who knows what I'mma find I ain't go to college Prevented my own Columbine I always say they should thank me Now I gotta go get mine Don't ask why I'm angry f** the law, they crossed the line (Verse Two: Spark Master Tape) And if I met my k**er I swear to hell it had to be your drug dealer With a strap in the brawl This n***as in the bar with A bottle that's bad as my livers Bullet holes for the bang Pull up slow, unload the with the gang In the game that's cuffed to the devil And the damn sour heir snorts c**aine My eyes bleed, and my nose gone Ride that shot that coke run We live, lick it up lick a shot Little do it take for a lick, let it off Let it be sky malls, or my hole in hell I ride for my homes in jail I'm pushin' through my hood When amp in the lab what's good? You see, my mama blame spark For the shells that took my brother On that day she said I failed Stuck with a bottle of some empty shells Never gave a f**, k**a payin' no bail We burn that, force the crime, man we earn that We the last to die, man we burnin' Hell bound k**a, hella hell down brother Now most them foul b**hes livin' well now, watch gone Clean the car, get the smell out, I'm on We sqwabin' them pigs out, and bump [?]