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jon connor - scriptures lyrics
[verse 1]
i came in the game, like f-ck these n-ggas, i ain’t got no friends, i don’t want none either
i’m riding by myself, and i ain’t smoking on keisha
that boy hot than a motherf-cker, spit fire, like i was smoking on ether
i’ve been spitting like this since i was a lil’ n-gga, fronting like i had hoes with a turnt off beeper
i see a whole lot of fake sh-t, some n-ggas sayin’ that i’m too real
if you was better than n-ggas that never got your profit, never stop, how the f-ck would you feel
this for my n-ggas in the bas-m-nt, all my n-ggas in the garage
thinking that this rap see this fake or a mirage
oh i’mma act a -ss, for my n-ggas sh-t, i’mma ask nicki for a minaj
see i don’t just beat the odds, i eat the odds
then sh-t on n-ggas, how you gon’ sleep on me, tryin’ to beat the mob
i make a silent sub
out that pillow n-gga hold up
i told you n-ggas it’s my motherf-cking time bro
i told you n-ggas about f-cking around with jon ho
y’all sweet, this a piece of cake, i’mma eat you better believe that
real sh-t that’s what i spit, to the people cause i see they need that
wack sh-t, get ate alive, my ego, y’all gon feed that
flintstone with an old soul this the closest thing to get mc breed back
gone
[hook]
i’m the realest and that’s all that i’mma ever be
but y’all don’t hear me though
everyone got me praying for my enemies
but y’all don’t hear me though
pray for my enemies, n-gga pray for my enemies
but y’all don’t hear me though
pray for my enemies, n-gga pray for my enemies
but y’all don’t hear me though
[verse 2]
n-gga don’t trip, that mean be cautious, the flow is sick cause i get nauseous
when i hear all this garbage, i’m scaring n-ggas in the office
people counting down cause my sh-t coming, hold me down cause my sh-t bumping
industry can’t shut me up cause my mouth ain’t for no d-ck sucking
people love this sh-t i make, phony b-tches that sh-t i hate
phony b-tches all in my face, better try they best to stay in my grace
murder, murder trail of dead, bodies at my feet, k!ll it, weak sh-t
got me catching bodies as we speak
give me straight f-ck n-gga, i’ve been doing fine without y’all
feeling like an outlaw, like i’m living by pacs laws
y’all will never catch me, giving a f-ck about y’all
haters i say f-ck ’em, and anybody around y’all
this one more time, n-gga testify
n-gga i’m the truth, all these hits don’t lie
say i ain’t dope, n-gga you so high
and they say i drop bombs, so the truth’s gon’ fly
[hook]
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