Jon Connor
Jon Connor - I'm Back lyrics
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2013 is on, right? Still sleeping mistape on the way On conscience stake, coming on iTunes Y'all know how we do, avf shit All I see is posters all with my face on it Tell your chick put a face on it Got a bad bitch and these steak homies Murder track, put a case on me I run shit, I ball hard, you niggas out of breath Tryina chase Kobe I can't miss, I make hits Even the umpire ain't safe from me They miss me, they miss me Too long we gone without real shit I'm still me, and I'm still real So shit, that's what y'all still get Y'all niggas lame, y'all fuck boys Y'all niggas sweet like y'all fuck boys I fuck hoes, lord knows that extra magnum so clutch, hoe That extra magnum so clutch, hoe, that extra magnum so clutch, hoe Niggas all on my dick, vice script haters came to my nuts go Michigan, that's my state, michigan that's my mind state I michigan like eminem, like gm how crime rate I'm never gonn stop, get better and taking these veterans spots No I'm not arrogant, stop I'm my own worst critical, allow me to give me my props, yeah Sick to die can give me my shots Shots is all I ever heard Fly city, civic hood... I ain't gotta brag about my city dude Cause I know that you use your head to make bad decisions So that's what niggas put hoes there Ain't proud of that just aware of that Y'all niggas should be scared of that 13 murders in one week, your hood hollywood compared to that I put on cause we need this I put on cause we need this Fuck y'all, streets smart, genius, dean's list This is for my city and this is for my town and This one is for my people outta state that hold me down, G! I'm back.