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Born and raised in Liverpool, Lennon became involved as a teenager in the skiffle craze; his first band, The Quarrymen, evolved into The Beatles in 1960. As the group disintegrated towards the end of the decade, Lennon embarked on a solo career that produced the critically acclaimed albums John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band and Imagine, and iconic songs such as "Give Peace a Chance" and "Imagine". After his marriage to Yoko Ono in 1969, he changed his name to John Ono Lennon. Lennon disengaged himself from the music business in 1975 to devote time to raising his infant son Sean, but re-emerged with Ono in 1980 with the new album Double Fantasy. He was murdered three weeks after its release.
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[Snoop Dogg]
L.T., Uh, The nerve of this bitch
(Tray Deee)
A bitch made purpose is to service a mac
In a skirt till her feet hurt workin trap
No breaks, ho break mine or she don't sleep
Pussy just a piece of meat another means to eat
Bitches playin like the wayin so I stay in the game
Pimpin hard on these niggaz cuz they playin is lame
How i'm came at a ho is all a bitch gone know
What I won't, what I don't and where to put my dough
Back-talk get you slapped broad stay in yo place
I might get the hanger then make you lay on yo face
Trick guerilla for my scrilla ho you got to know
Chronic weed smoke the only thing I cop to blow
Gangsta-playa paper-chasin break a bitch like young
No tongue get em sprung from the game I run
One in a million with this pimpin Suga Free no cut
Now come up from promote and tell these hoes what's up
(Suga Free)
Ho must've said Suga Free go wash yo hands I said bitch
I'm Suga Free I wash my hands befo I touch my dick
Bitch I'm ceasin, meanin
I'm 900-99 thousand, 900-99 dollars, 99 cents away from breathin
Now if she tell that her pussy ain't sellin she lyin
(Man that bitch is connin you)
And it she say baby let's go get this paper
don't playa-hater hater she tryin be all the ho that you can be
Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak
Goin quot;Now I lay me down to sleep quot;
With that pimp stick hangin french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you gone get plenty mo cuz pimpin neva fells
Ooohh venom, cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye
If you didn't have Suga Free you'd have to invent him
(Got, Someby, Like a Mua Fucka)
(Snoop Dogg)
Me and my niggaz is hard as hell
Pimp slap a bitch for some clientele
Bitch get me a room at a plush hotel
To hit this trick for this lick and go get my mail
If you ever get caught, cracked and thrown in jail
You know a nigga comin throw with that bail
I put you on a track like that for real
And you know and I know that pussy will sell
[Hook (Snoop Dogg)]
Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
(Snoop Dogg)
Where ever I go it's all the same
Do the pussy have a name yeah but it might change (da, da)
Dependin on the weather or the mood that that day
If the cat got macked then that fool gone pay
Now lay lay yo head on back
You down with the dogg then work that trap
And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me
I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me
I threw it back now she followin me (ha, ha, ha, ha)
I put this P-I down 7 days a week 24 hours
(Goldie Loc)
You say you broke ho, look here miss me
It be all tipes of niggaz that be payin for ma-dussy (bitch)
There go the cona girl, now post up
If you come back with no chips, yo gets slapped up
I might hit you with the pimp stick
And bitch think twice befo askin fo deez-nick
And the last time you had some money
Is when you stole it from yo momma,
bitch that shit ain't funny (shit ain't funny)
But a pimp like me got payed (got payed)
And a hoe like you got played (got played)
Now listen to the sound of the bells ring
Baby it's cash goin on like ching ching
Get up, get out, and get some
You see what i'm doin, bustin on tracks to keep you fuckin
Let you tell it i'm out here pimpin for free
That ain't yo Goldie I got too much hog in me
I dogg hoes like Snoop (like Snoop)
Throw some lotion on yo feet befo you jump up in my coup (beeitch)
(Snoop Dogg)
Pimpin ain't easy but it's a whole lotta fun
Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1
Get dought in the snow in Idahoe
I gotta lie to ho, and a wida hoe
One things for show if all fails
They go get my mail cuzz pussy sells
[Hook (Snoop Dogg)]
Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
Oohh She got the bomb, Yeah my bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money
(Suga Free)
Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga
Pimp on, In a real way
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God?"
I talk to him every day
What do you mean, "I don't support your system?"
I go to court when I have to
And what do you mean, "I can't get to work on time?"
I got nothing better to do
What do you mean, "I don't pay my bills?"
Why do you think I'm broke? May be you're sick
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings?"
I didn't know you had any feelings
What do you mean, "I'm not kind?"
Just here could
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the President
United States of America?"
Tell me something
It's still "'We the people, right?"
Sing louder
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace, peace sells
Peace, peace sells
Sing with me
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
Peace sells, but who's buying?
No, peace sells
What do you mean, "I don't believe in God"?
I talk to him every day.
What do you mean, "I don't support your system"?
I go to court when I have to.
What do you mean, "I can't get to work on time"?
I got nothing better to do
And, what do you mean, "I don't pay my bills"?
Why do you think I'm broke? Huh?
[Chorus:]
If there's a new way,
I'll be the first in line.
But, it better work this time.
What do you mean, "I hurt your feelings"?
I didn't know you had any feelings.
What do you mean, "I ain't kind"?
I'm just not your kind.
What do you mean, "I couldn't be the president of the United States of America"?
Tell me something, it's still "We the people", right?
If there's a new way
I'll be the first in line,
But, it better work this time.
Can you put a price on peace?
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace,
Peace sells...,
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
Peace sells...,but who's buying?
I'm a creator of terror berserk teens no escape from the toxic traits
Pop ya face storm 'em with madness and blind faith
The angel of death read between the lines out the heaven
Expectable youth divine intervention teachin' y'all a lesson of violence
Doctor Death injectin a virus apocalypse
I'm a horseman in the circle of tyrants in debts for era
Posessed like Jeff Parcera
Consuming impulse drown you in the depths of terror forever
[Chorus]
Peace sells but who's buying
Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood dying
Peace sells but who's buying
Who's tryin who's crying who's poppin with a four pound iron
Peace sells but who's buying
Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood dying
Peace sells but who's buying
Who's tryin who's crying who's lying in a pool of blood
Stranger in hell buy America day to betrayal
Brainwashed by a system that's created to fell
Freedomer fire securetron arm in his fate
Fear factory manufacturing hi-tech hate
A slave new world world gone mad a world without heroes
Used to go to show surrounded by weirdos
Lovelomoss masterin the science of war
Read metal forces magazines dying to tour
Power hatchets & carnivals livin their life for agony
Where to go we got to know like Harry Flanagan
I lecture funeral children of a grave behind a wall I sleep
Be afraid kill 'em to be safe
I don't need society down for life foul & trife
Ill Bill dirty rotten imbecil down to fight
Give me my taxes back money god's a liar
Speak truth to deaf americans like Tah Meraya
[Chorus]
Psychic vacuum jab you with a knife & stab you
Rival this medicine try veconvictions as heroin
Experiment macrosolutions to megaproblems
Let the revolvers solve 'em chaos miners a cosmic drama
Peace sells but who's buyin so I stay with the funds
We real so you die find you laced with the slugs
With the quickness you callin me my sacred love
I got bad brains the reason I spray with guns now listen
[Snoop Dogg]
L.T., Uh, The nerve of this bitch
[Tray Deee]
A bitch made purpose is to service a mac
In a skirt till her feet hurt workin trap
No breaks, ho break mine or she don't sleep
Pussy just a piece of meat another means to eat
Bitches playin like the wayin so I stay in the game
Pimpin hard on these niggaz cuz they playin is lame
How i'm came at a ho is all a bitch gone know
What I won't, what I don't and where to put my dough
Back-talk get you slapped broad stay in yo place
I might get the hanger then make you lay on yo face
Trick guerilla for my scrilla ho you got to know
Chronic weed smoke the only thing I cop to blow
Gangsta-playa paper-chasin break a bitch like young
No tongue get em sprung from the game I run
One in a million with this pimpin Suga Free no cut
Now come up from promote and tell these hoes what's up
[Suga Free]
Ho must've said Suga Free go wash yo hands I said bitch
I'm Suga Free I wash my hands befo I touch my dick
Bitch I'm ceasin, meanin
I'm 900-99 thousand, 900-99 dollars, 99 cents away from breathin
Now if she tell that her pussy ain't sellin she lyin
(Man that bitch is connin you)
And it she say baby let's go get this paper
don't playa-hater hater she tryin be all the ho that you can be
Oh no I ain't gone playa hate you cuzz you dressed like you a freak
Goin "Now I lay me down to sleep"
With that pimp stick hangin french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you gone get plenty mo cuz pimpin neva fells
Ooohh venom, cross my heart hope to die stick a needle in my eye
If you didn't have Suga Free you'd have to invent him
(Got, Someby, Like a Mua Fucka)
[Snoop Dogg]
Me and my niggaz is hard as hell
Pimp slap a bitch for some clientele
Bitch get me a room at a plush hotel
To hit this trick for this lick and go get my mail
If you ever get caught, cracked and thrown in jail
You know a nigga comin throw with that bail
I put you on a track like that for real
And you know and I know that pussy will sell
[Hook: Snoop Dogg]
Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
[Snoop Dogg]
Where ever I go it's all the same
Do the pussy have a name yeah but it might change (da, da)
Dependin on the weather or the mood that that day
If the cat got macked then that fool gone pay
Now lay lay yo head on back
You down with the dogg then work that trap
And don't come back till you get that scratch, and bring it all to me
I put the P-I-M-P-O ology, bitch threw a dolla at me me
I threw it back now she followin me (ha, ha, ha, ha)
I put this P-I down 7 days a week 24 hours
[Goldie Loc]
You say you broke ho, look here miss me
It be all tipes of niggaz that be payin for ma-dussy (bitch)
There go the cona girl, now post up
If you come back with no chips, yo gets slapped up
I might hit you with the pimp stick
And bitch think twice befo askin fo deez-nick
And the last time you had some money
Is when you stole it from yo momma,
bitch that shit ain't funny (shit ain't funny)
But a pimp like me got payed (got payed)
And a hoe like you got played (got played)
Now listen to the sound of the bells ring
Baby it's cash goin on like ching ching
Get up, get out, and get some
You see what i'm doin, bustin on tracks to keep you fuckin
Let you tell it i'm out here pimpin for free
That ain't yo Goldie I got too much hog in me
I dogg hoes like Snoop (like Snoop)
Throw some lotion on yo feet befo you jump up in my coup (beeitch)
[Snoop Dogg]
Pimpin ain't easy but it's a whole lotta fun
Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1
Get dought in the snow in Idahoe
I gotta lie to ho, and a wida hoe
One things for show if all fails
They go get my mail cuzz pussy sells
[Hook: Snoop Dogg]
Oohh She got the bomb, My bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, You want the honey nigga I want the money
Oohh She got the bomb, Yeah my bitch got some bomb ass pussy
Oohh She got the bomb, Nigga you want the honey fool I want the money
[Suga Free]
Yeah Tray 5,7,6,5,4,2,1 Nigga