[Intro: Dr. Yeah, is Dr. Dre And this is the next representative, Jon Connor! The album is 'Vehicle This some shit So Jon, won't you step up and show 'em just a bit of what the fuck you do on, let's get 'em
[Verse 1: Jon Look, year's election was trash, so I need therapy bad These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this terribly cast I'm finna it this track to a strap and a mask This like an old shotty A blast from the *Gun Shots* Yea yo ass I ain't feeling you shit ain't appealing to me or the city I live in We really feel it Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that nigga feeling Now real feel this Fuck opinions, ya niggas in a hater mouth I should become a dentist I'm the blemish on ya finish you think you riding fly You it then come and get it I'll admit it, couldn't go another Hearing all the shit that niggas try to So I'm bout to try to Royce and it Til I kill it, homicide on anybody with it I am Richard fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit I get excited by the shit you liking Cause you sounding worse the niggas you biting all you niggas, I'm second to none It's my time now and every second to Scary, cause I'ma keep cemeteries until I'm in lyrical heaven with Pun None of you is scaring me none You know the fuck that I'm from The city where get raided you know how we play it Tell to bury the gun nigga that'll flip words With you niggas it be words Tell em it a em if I get em in a diss first Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in verse Nah, it's feeling like you just cursed You and my need to switch skirts Fuck the world til my hurts God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss In my hood, the big niggas debo Matt Hardy you niggas, em, delete em waiting for me to come speak for the people The fiends on my street they for a needle Midwest fucking with me here to Toledo Ain't sleeping til all of my people is Cause in the day all they 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 regal against ricky steamboat Snitches get stitches, in my hood end up in ditches Oh you don't believe em? Ever Joe Pesci at the end of Casino? Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for who ain't in line Catch a body and fine with that How I feel? To the major labels, everybody sign is wack me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats Copy raps, I will not be that, I'm yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy
[Interlude: Dr. Aftermath in this bitch nigga, you gon' do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what? Aww shit, em Jon!
[Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Look, I could do this for Tell em to fix face Tell em I it Until it's feeling like its a grave Look at the you play Look at the shit say you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to to rap again but disengaged Wait... up, You tired nigga? Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas quiet em out, if you see em, if you see em point em out, I'm feeling like I'm bout to start a riot I was hoping and hoping the would just open the door, I was broke I was poor, I was low, I don't know where to go, wanna But at home, they gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga I'm back in a rage, like I'm black and it's in the days When we use to to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck Til Rosa Parks said I'm tired as a slave Everybody looking at me what I'm bout to do let me think about it, Dre done put me in position Competition kinda soft I'ma get it while I'm in it Did it better than you would have thought No I compromise This Flint and them Compton to monopolize, anything that we want So going to war us is not advised, nigga
[Outro: Jon Sav Mo Dre, up nigga?! Vehicle Yea, to Remy and Lil Kim Y'all did