jon connor - epic lyrics
(bringing that real sh-t back put your hands up high, that real sh-t back
put your hands up high, put em high, put em high, put em high, put
em high)
i got the soul of a veteran, anti-medicine the flow is sicker than it’s
ever been its evident i kill sh-t
n-gg- heres the evidence, better tell them this that sh-t that make them
question n-gg-s relevance,
the doc smacked me on my -ss, had a chip on my shoulder ever since
i make hits n-gg-s flinch, you will move if you had better -ssists
ill since birth and i got better since, i’m a real n-gg- so this probably
out your element.
you the realest when you telling it, i can’t buy the bullsh-t no more,
everybodys selling it.
so i close shop on you hoes, let the hoes flock landed street till i’m
gone put on for the whole block watch,
n-gg-s is gased up, n-gg-s think they hot when it’s just me burning
their -ss up
n-gg-s is b-tches like their misses with their -ss up, getting f-cked,
more please fill my gl-ss up
i give a f-ck cuz my mindset is like a fly jet, i’m on my fly sh-t a pilot
cuz my sh-t got the hunger of a vip who hasn’t signed yet
and you can feel that, were you been is were you still at, so n-gg- kill
that
my sh-t is red hot, like a red dot, on your temple, respect the young
god in the temple
should i continue? nothing like a good -ss wooping…i love it
(bringing that real sh-t back put your hands up high, that real sh-t back
put your hands up high, put em high, put em high, put em high, put
em high)
when i spit i have them strung out, that’s why i see a lot of long faces
like i’m looking in the mirrors at a fun house,
get it clear, i don’t rap for rappers honestly..you n-gg-s is all -ss word
up esther baxter.
and, yall n-gg-s extra average on your best day, on the regular my
worst verse kills compet-tors
you sentimental, we in the jungle now the venom in him, the flow is
bananas, that’s just the gorilla in him
how you love that, show it to me, i’ll show you love back, but i ain’t
stunting none of you n-gg-s so n-gg- f-ck that,
my position, i know you p-ssed but i grew up without a pot to p-ss in,
so far its me that’s the compet-tion.
this is debt to living, ain’t the stakes high? while you roll snake eyes im
lookin in these snake’s eyes
trying not the bite the apple but adam i feel you, -ss naked hoes in
my face i ain’t thinking clear too
industry shady it need to be taken over
trying to give you that raw, you snorting the baking soda,
well the wait is over, its like do magic, i’m spitting that blue magic,
abraca-blue f-ggot
and truthfully, if you don’t like it n-gg- sew me, cuz nas told me f-ck
yall n-gg-s and just do me, ain’t gotta like it but yall going to respect it,
hope you got the message,
this is epic.
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