[Intro: Dr. Yeah, is Dr. Dre And this is the next representative, Jon Connor! The album is City' This some shit So Jon, won't you step up and 'em just a little bit of what the fuck you do on, let's get 'em
[Verse 1: Jon Look, this year's was trash, so I need therapy bad These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie cast I'm kill it Compare track to a strap and a mask This like an old shotty A from the past *Gun Shots* Yea yo ass I ain't you niggas That shit ain't appealing to me or the I live in We really feel it Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that nigga feeling Now real niggas feel Fuck opinions, fuck ya Stay in a hater mouth I become 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, couldn't go minute Hearing all the shit that 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 excited by the shit you liking you sounding worse than the niggas you biting Fuck all you niggas, I'm second to It's my time now and every to come Scary, cause I'ma keep spitting cemeteries I'm in lyrical heaven with Pun None of you niggas is scaring me You know where the 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 em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first Cause Imma make a Mother hot if I diss you in this verse Nah, it's feeling like you niggas cursed You and my need to switch skirts Fuck the til my dick hurts God Damn, this shit a a nun miss church In my hood, the big niggas debo'ing Matt you niggas, delete em, delete em They waiting for me to come for the people The fiends on my street they compete for a Midwest fucking me from here to Toledo Ain't sleeping til all of my is eating Cause in the day all they knew how to feed us Was funyuns and cheetos, and fritos Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never 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 against ricky steamboat get stitches, in my hood 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 and they fine with that How I feel? To the major labels, yall sign is wack Remind me that, when I react, the we at, pussy niggas, copycats raps, I will not be that, I'm yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that
[Interlude: Dr. Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon' do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, what? Aww shit, em Jon!
[Verse 2: Jon & Dr. Dre] Look, I could do this for Tell em to fix face Tell em I kill it Until it's feeling like its a Look at the you play at the shit they say Schooling you and you can tell em I skipped a grade Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but Wait... Hold up, You nigga? Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck stay 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 flow just open the door, I was broke I was poor, I was low, I don't know 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 black and it's back in the When we use to to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck Til Rosa said shit I'm tired as a slave looking at me thinking what I'm bout to do Well let me about it, Dre done put me in position Competition kinda soft Well get it while I'm in it Did it than you would have ever thought No I don't This Flint and them guys Back to monopolize, that we want So going to war us is not advised, nigga
Jon Connor] Sav Mo Dre, up nigga?! Vehicle Yea, to Remy and Lil Kim Y'all did