Two, three, four Imagine there's no heaven, It's easy if you try. No hell below us, Above us only sky. Imagine all the people Living for today, ah-ha-ah. Imagine there's no countries, It isn't hard to do. Nothing to kill or die for And no religion too. Imagine all the people Living life in peace, You-oo-oo- You may say I'm a dreamer, But I'm not the only one. I hope some day you'll join us And the world will live as one. Imagine no possessions, (try!) I wonder if you can. No need for greed or hunger, A brotherhood of man. Imagine all the people Sharing all the world, You-oo-oo- You may say I'm a dreamer, But I'm not the only one. I hope some day you'll join us And the world will live as one. -"thank you!"

Save your sweet talk for when you score Keep your Monday kisses for your glass lady I want the truth and nothing more I'm moving on, moving on, you're getting phony You didn't have to tell a white lie You know you scarred me for life Don't stick your fingers in my pie You know I'll see through your jive I want the truth and nothing more I'm moving on, moving on, you're getting phony When you were angry, you had love in your eyes When you were sad, you had dream in your voice But now you're giving me your window smile I'm moving on, moving on, it's getting phony Moving on

Mrs. Lennon, oh Mrs. Lennon Checking the sky to see if there's no clouds There's no clouds Oh then, I guess it must be alright Mrs. Lennon, oh Mrs. Lennon Making the tea and watching the sea There's no waves Oh then, I guess it must be alright Silver spoon, oh silver spoon I lost my silver spoon And our children, oh our children Did they have to go to war? Yes, my love, it's okay Half the world is always killed you know Husband John extended his hand Extended his hand to his wife And he finds, and suddenly he finds That he has no hands They've lost their bodies They've lost their bodies Yes, they lost their bodies Neither of them, oh neither of them Ever left each other Yes, my love, it's okay Half the world is always dying you know

Are we gonna keep pushing our children to drugs? Are we gonna keep driving them insane? Are we gonna keep laying empty words and fists? Are we gonna be remembered as the century that failed? People of america, when will we learn? It's now or never, there's no time to lose. Are we gonna keep sending our youths to war? Are we gonna keep scaring rice fields and infants? Are we gonna keep watching dead bodies over dinner? Are we gonna be known as the century that kills? People of america, when will we stop? It's no or never, there's no time to waste. Are we gonna keep pretending things are alright? Are we gonna keep our mouths closed just in case? Are we gonna keep putting off until it's too late? Are we gonna be known as the century of fear? People of america, when will we see? It's now or never, we've no time to lose. People of america, when will we see? It's now or never, we've no time to lose. Are we gonna keep digging oil wells and gold? Are we gonna keep shooting the ones that tries to change? Are we gonna keep thinking it won't happen to us? Are we gonna be known as the century that kills? People of america, please, listen to your soul, We can change the times to century of hope. 'Cause dream you dream alone is only a dream, But dream we dream together is reality.

I always wanted to do one of these type shits Uh, I had a yellow girl, called her, "Dandelion" She be panty-less, so no panty lines She's from Campbellton, north of county line Steady hands, never let her count the bands, though She fucked me, tryna pluck a couples bucks like a banjo Had a girl that was a artist, she could draw, her name Tracy She always outta line, making Mona Lisa faces And we argue all the time, but we fuck like we crazy She said her favorite thing is face painting I used to have this white shorty, always hanging with the black folk She used to bump Black Thought, I saw her using black soap That's a wack thought, ain't wanna kick her to the curb Until she asked me, can she say the N word? Hey, can I say "nigga" around you? Some nerve I knew a girl from Jersey who use to love Donny Hathaway And she was from Piscataway Her brother pulled a gun on me, she told him "Put the gat away" I was tapping that ass, I'll never forget the Saturday But it don't even matter like D'Angelo and Laur' Hill I had a country girl from Alabama down in Mobile At that time, she had mo' bills than me And she, her, had no time to chill with me I still miss her, I wonder where could she be? Hand me the Fronto leaf Hey, damn bro, I don't think we got no more Alght, let's go to the store Aight nigga, shit, but we driving yo' shit You driving? Young nigga, you don't know nothing 'bout no bitches Listen Now as we smoke and ride and reminisce I'm thinking back to a time when I was Young and dumb with single nigga privileges I had a chick, her name was Loraine, did anything for me On the day she get her hair done, walk in the rain for me Pick Sharika up and stole the car, she wasn't ashamed of me Trapping hard, slept on the floor, and never complained to me My baby went into stores and did her thang for me Even ran from police and got it back on the train for me Lame to me, half of these bitches, laugh at these bitches 'Til the point you go on IG and you can rap for these bitches Not to say I wouldn't tackle these bitches, given the chance If it happened, it was destiny, shit was out of my hands I'm saying... Man... They say karma is constant That means it's just... it's a consistent cycle of... Good and bad Coming and going from every source of... life... Existing on Earth, so... If I fucked a bitch real good back in the day You know what I'm saying? I'm talking like real good and like made her feel, you know Like the woman that it made her into the woman that she is right now Then I'd expect somebody should be Coming to fuck me real good any day now I mean it's karma, right? Shit