I'm Back Lyrics - Jon Connor

[Intro: Dr. Dre] 

Yeah, this is Dr. Dre 

And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor! 

The album is 'Vehicle City' 

Aftermath 

This some 2018 shit 

So Jon, won't you step up and show 'em just a little bit of what the fuck you do 

Come on, let's get 'em 

[Verse 1: Jon Connor] 

Look, this year's election was trash, so I need therapy bad 

These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast 

I'm finna kill it 

Compare this track to a strap and a mask 

This sound like an old shotty 

A blast from the past *Gun Shots* 

Yea that's yo ass 

I ain't feeling you niggas 

That shit ain't appealing to me or the city I live in 

We really don't feel it 

Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain't got that real nigga feeling 

Now real niggas feel this 

Fuck opinions, fuck ya niggas 

Stay in a hater mouth I should become a dentist 

I'm the blemish on ya finish when you think you riding fly 

You want it then come and get it 

I'll admit it, couldn't go another minute 

Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic 

So I'm bout to try to Royce and Eminem it 

Til I kill it, homicide on anybody siding with it 

I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit 

I get excited by the shit that you liking 

Cause you sounding worse than the niggas you biting 

Fuck all you niggas, I'm second to none 

It's my time now and every second to come 

Scary, cause I'ma keep spitting cemeteries until I'm in lyrical heaven with Pun 

None of you niggas is scaring me none 

You know where the fuck that I'm from 

The city where houses get raided you know how we play it 

Tell granny to bury the gun 

Real nigga that'll flip words 

With you niggas it be just words 

Tell em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first 

Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse 

Nah, it's feeling like you niggas just cursed 

You and my girl need to switch skirts 

Fuck the world til my dick hurts 

God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss church 

In my hood, the big niggas debo'ing debo 

Matt Hardy you niggas, delete em, delete em 

They waiting for me to come speak for the people 

The fiends on my street they compete for a needle 

Midwest fucking with me from here to Toledo 

Ain't sleeping til all of my people is eating 

Cause back in the day all they knew how to feed us 

Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and fritos 

Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never mislead em 

My daddy told me it was cheaper to keep em 

Fuck a bitch, fuck tricking, I don't even retweet em 

Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat 

Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in ditches 

Oh you don't believe em? Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino? 

Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for nobody who ain't in line 

Catch a body and they fine with that 

How I feel? To the major labels, everybody yall sign is wack 

Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats 

Copy raps, I will not be that, I'm yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that 

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[Interlude: Dr. Dre] 

Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon' do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what? 

Aww shit, Kill em Jon! 

[Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Dre] 

Look, I could do this for days 

Tell em to fix they face 

Tell em I kill it Until it's feeling like its a grave 

Look at the shit you play 

Look at the shit they say 

Schooling you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade 

Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but disengaged 

Wait... 

Hold up, You tired nigga? 

Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet 

Point 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 would just open the door, I was broke 

I was poor, I was low, I don't know where to go, wanna blow 

But at home, they like 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 days 

When we use to have to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck 

Til Rosa Parks said shit I'm tired as a slave 

Everybody looking at me thinking what I'm bout to do 

Well let me think about it, Dre done put me in position 

Competition kinda getting soft 

Well I'ma get it while I'm in it 

Did it better than you would have ever thought 

No I don't compromise 

This Flint and them Compton guys 

Back to monopolize, anything that we want 

So going to war with us is not advised, nigga 

Photos 

[Outro: Jon Connor] 

Sav 

Mo Cleaves 

Dre, what up nigga?! 

Vehicle City 

Yea, shout to Remy and Lil Kim 

Y'all did that