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[Intro: Dr.
Yeah, is Dr. Dre
And is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor!
The album is City'

This some shit
So Jon, won't you step up and show 'em just a little bit of the fuck you do
Come on, get 'em

[Verse 1: Jon
Look, year's election was trash, so I need therapy bad
These rappers is gassed, rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast
I'm kill it
Compare this track to a strap and a
sound like an old shotty
A blast from the *Gun Shots*
Yea yo ass
I ain't you niggas
That shit ain't appealing to me or the I live in
We don't feel it
Cause you be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that real nigga feeling
Now real niggas feel
Fuck opinions, ya niggas
Stay in a hater mouth I should a dentist
I'm the blemish on ya finish when you you riding fly
You want it come and get it
I'll admit it, go another minute
all the shit that niggas try to mimic
So I'm to try to Royce and Eminem it
Til I kill it, homicide on anybody with it
I am Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit
I get by the shit that you liking
Cause you sounding worse than the you biting
Fuck all you niggas, I'm to none
my time now and every second to come
Scary, cause I'ma spitting cemeteries until I'm in lyrical heaven with Pun
None of you niggas is scaring me
You know the fuck that I'm from
The city where houses get raided you know how we it
Tell to bury the gun
Real nigga that'll words
With you niggas it be words
em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first
Cause make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse
Nah, it's feeling you niggas just cursed
You and my need to switch skirts
the world til my dick hurts
God Damn, this shit a a nun miss church
In my hood, the big niggas debo
Matt Hardy you niggas, em, delete em
They waiting for me to come for the people
The fiends on my street compete for a needle
Midwest with me from here to Toledo
Ain't til all of my people is eating
Cause back in the day all knew how to feed us
Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and
Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I mislead em
My daddy told me it was cheaper to em
a bitch, fuck tricking, I don't even retweet em
Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky
Snitches get stitches, in my they end up in ditches
Oh you believe em? Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino?
Oh, they take pride in that, no for nobody who ain't in line
Catch a body and fine with that
How I feel? To the major labels, everybody yall is wack
Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, niggas, copycats
Copy raps, I not be that, I'm yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that

[Interlude: Dr.
Aftermath in this nigga, what you gon' do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what?
Aww shit, em Jon!

[Verse 2: Jon & Dr. Dre]
Look, I could do for days
em to fix they face
Tell em I kill it it's feeling like its a grave
Look at the you play
Look at the they say
you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade
Tell em I did for everybody that to listen to rap again but disengaged
Wait...
Hold up, You tired
Real niggas, and my bad make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet
Point em out, if you see em, if you see em em out, I'm feeling like I'm bout to start a riot
I was hoping and hoping the flow would just the door, I was broke
I was poor, I was low, I know where to go, wanna blow
But at home, they gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga
I'm back in a rage, like I'm and it's back in the days
When we use to to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck
Til Rosa said shit I'm tired as a slave
Everybody looking at me thinking I'm bout to do
let me think about it, Dre done put me in position
Competition kinda getting
Well I'ma get it I'm in it
Did it better you would have ever thought
No I don't
This Flint and them guys
Back to monopolize, anything we want
So going to war with us is not advised,

Jon Connor]
Sav
Mo
Dre, up nigga?!
Vehicle
Yea, to Remy and Lil Kim
Y'all did