Conrad Jenkins - American Gangster lyrics

[Verse 1: CONNOR] These concepts that Con spits Often taken out of context Guess wordplay is too complex It leaves all but Con vexed Writing words that live forever Library of Congress And if we placing bets I'ma keep upping the ante See you are the bird And I'm pitching just like Randy They don't understand me I'm really not a bad guy I hold my head high And slay these verses like a Jedi I'm up every morning early like it was a red-eye They talk about the game But I'm talking bout that practice A man of many sk**s And you surely couldn't match this Unless you something like Serena I don't want the racket Bars erupt They going up Everyone get bat sh** [Verse 2: CONNOR] I said they really going bat sh** They jumping to my cla**ics You roll one I'ma match it Lemme get the match lit I don't need to accolades or an Escalade To live my life everyday like a f**ing masquerade I'll leave these rappers sautéed Serve a four-course meal Short-shorts, high-heels And I feel her appeal So I pick up the bill Then we skate outta Dodge I'm dressed to impress like eight dates to prom I'm a rare type of dude You can take home to mom But ever disrespect me And I'll lay down the law And forget all this Saul I'm the one you should call When you go through withdrawals I'll go Moses Part the oceans I'ma be here a while Rad…