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con – saxophone lyrics

[into: eminem quote]
“anybody can anything they set their mind to
it depends on how bad you want it.”

[verse 1]
i’ma crash all internet servers
yeah i walk on waves, and i kick surfers
serve me like a servant i need connection maybe this time i’ll get service
you serve no purpose like a b-tch at a party shirtless
this is so hot like two shorties squirting, in each other’s mouths
at her momma’s house
oh i’ve been a nut since the first time i beat one out
five star restaurants where i need to be when i’m eating out
cheech and chong lifestyle
[?]
getting married to the game just exchanged my vows
rolling up peach white owls
up late like night owls
lets have a meeting like right now
i want seven figures, that’s something you should right down
i’m sky high so you know you out my sight now
i want a nice car, in my d-mn garage
dreams that we’ll live, ain’t no mirage
if i ever get a grammy give that sh-t to nas
oh i’m k!lling in my blood line, greek gods
all this past time, nothing but practice
i’ma have a five star tape, on datpiff
look up greek mythology i feel like atlas
smoking mad spliffs, with a bad chick
once i’m on the radio i know you’ll be mad p-ssed, dawg!
don’t ever try to stop me, or you can suck my dad’s d-ck!

[hook]
don’t get jazzy on me, i’ll beat you with a saxophone
till i crack your back and bones
bomb your crib and blast your home
you got sk!ll, that’s why them labels leave your -ss alone
don’t think you can run b-tch i’ll track your phone
i don’t k!ll people best believe i’ll crack your dome
rappers softer than a toilet paper roll
your career going straight in the toilet bowl
i murder tracks, bullet in the skull

[verse 2]
i’m a ticking time bomb, you don’t want to start me
please retire like charles barkley
i’m focused like when jay-z was stuck in marcy
i’ve been stuck in h-ll since i felt my heart beat
i do it for the love of music all that bullsh-t on the radio is stupid
i’ma get rich watch me do it
working all week for them sh-tty pay checks
my cd dope i swear to god when you buy where gloves out of latex
smoking blunts after great s-x
plotting on dreams where the escape next
well i got million dollar rap journals
with knowledge above you like crop circles
i’ma stack this green and smoke the bud that’s purple
p-ssing on careers like urinals
rip to big l and odb and 2pac and big
and all the other ogs
i will shock and chill with, and blow ozs

once i’m on the radio i know you’ll be mad p-ssed, dawg!
don’t ever try to stop me, or you can suck my dad’s d-ck
i’m a ticking time bomb, you don’t want to start me
if i ever get a grammy give that sh-t to nas
oh i’m k!lling in my blood line, greek gods
if i ever get a grammy give that sh-t to nas
if i ever get a grammy give that sh-t to nas

[outro]
“stay focused man, sky’s the limit go all the way you know what i mean like, there’s a lot of suckers in every industry but you know do what you got to do and research the game. who’s making- who has the power in radio? who has the power? get next to them or become them.”

- con lyrics

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