Jon Connor - Dubby Lyrics
(Verse : Jon Connor)One of the realest to ever spit it'Bout to lose it but I'm still winningNiggers say ***** me, they can't touch meBut they still feel itI'm feeling great as I watch these people be fakeIf you ain't know me when I was brokeI don't know you now that I'm straightStraight up,my weight upI run shit, can't wait upIt's ***** y'all then break upMy head strong, nigga say popSo what you get out of hereAnd use your push it boyI'm so close to the edgeI'm begging y'all to push me boyThey got these rappers gasedMy tank is *****ing emptyThey probably want me goneBut the people keep *****ing with meI know they want me outBut in that I find comfortI rive for the causeEvery track I'm burning rubberThey say I'm tryin' condensate how niggers wackShit I'm tired of saying it to the sadPart of it's the factSo why don't you tweet your favourite rapperAnd tell him to learn how to rapSo I can change my subjects matters do themLove it or change the track(Bridge)Y'all got to deal with meThe people will feel meThe people still with meI got 'em,I got 'emThe realer shit is what they really wantI got 'em, no problemSo just know on the way you go(Verse : Jon Connor)I'm the best of the world when niggers gon' say thatNiggers should've knew that when they heard playbackNiggers heard sounds like how you gon' pay thatTold me KO that arcade yo thatI get a whole lot of hair like the whole God no neckWalk type, rope sweet ,no neckIn other words I don't plan on fallingI'm about to ***** 'em up 'cause I'm focusedI'm the ray for all you *****roachesY'all on my platinum openingWhy, 'cause my drive, in 4 wheel driveI can't let you slide, when I say I'm the truthWell I'm just being honest I'ma kill this shitThat's a threat and a promiseMurder is verse and here's my accomplice yoY'all make way for my nigga Mick Wallace ,go(Verse : Mickey Wallace)No play for the real ,to be sharp and to get trampOr move to the side of the room'Cause nobody really wanna be on a room stampedeStump holes in the game feeling hooseThis the truth, everybody looking forHook up rebelion in the streetsLooking at a blue to turn greenFor the green gon' meAnd try to bloom, tuck up in their bloom and now they wannaHelp 'em,let 'em go, no I won'tTold 'em I don't play them gamesAnd I said kill Mike sincerousLittle was I missing I'ma see my admissionOf a rider who drive fast and fearlessPedal to the flow, it go vroomI see y'all still spinning your wheelsWho the hell has anything better to doReal talk y'all tripping like broke eelsThat's my word anybody wanna throw thatShould've sworn to the gong I throw some parmezanSo strongly formed when I bornNigga bring World War III homeThis that part when I gonna get 'emEver this is relevant just see this I would get 'emBuddy make a rapper and whoever coming with 'emI'm a hunk and with me when they wanna split 'emMic so nasty still in time to clean your clockStill no fisky making these hits to my honeyAnd my honey gonna still be stoppedAnd at the end then my girl realWill get praise for what I did here'Cause that brief I've been living in fearWho you know do it like thisHere talk to now
