[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