Jon Connor - American Psycho Freestyle lyrics

[Intro - Jon Connor] 2011 is mine, n***a. I just bought it and paid for the motherf**er You know how we do. I ain't even feel like talking that much [Verse 1 - Jon Connor] I'm a change the game, n***as won't get a penny back I'm a make hits while you motherf**ers pitter pat Talk is cheap, I'm where the hundreds and fifties at Legend n***a put me where the diddies and biggies at Son, yo what you little n***as want to piggyback Eat you for breakfast the skin off a piggy's back Ain't no comparison I'm sick and they be looking for the medicine All varsity And you can tell it by the letter, man Embarra**ed them Keep the game up late Jay Leno, David Letterman And with these hoes, I'm like f** s** Make them go straight to the head Excedrin My sentiments - you're sweet, you're cinnamon This Michigan MC breed Eminem Yes, he the best, he a pest Cause you can't get rid of him But it's for your own benefit Can't stop making moves, and you n***as on Ritalin Y'all bark loud 'til the n***a yelled sic'em then Sick of them because they big fish in a small pond n***a call Jon I'll reel em in n***as illegitimate. I spit it with a vengeance Many n***as say they want it But they really just pretending They depending on a n***a But I scream A-Squad to the end So many hits that they quitting in the middle of the end So It got me feeling like I'm winning Spit it with conviction Your sh**ty drawers on par for these infants sh**, I'm a giant I recline on you midgets f** that Homie I ain't quit till I finish, I'm a menace Got to get, k** it, till the world is a witness Say something wrong and Flint n***as will go in a n***a's mouth like a dentist Young Jon about his business Making a mark while I'm shaping the art Trying to keep it together but I take'em apart Go play in the dark if you ain't on my team I make them scream, sh** I'm Wes Craven at heart I ain't coming at you, I'm past you Flow so wet, make a n***a Kraft food Glad to stay on you n***as mind like a tattoo sh**ting on you n***as like I couldn't find a bathroom Back to the game and how I'm gonna f** it up k** every show, now the stage is all bloodied up We'll make it rain, have your boots all muddied up School of hard knocks, well you n***as better study us White walls that will flow insane Punch lines till they all feel pain Tight walls till your girl give brain Put a name tag on them, I'mma forget your names Get the picture, I'll get your frames More hot, I'll spit your flames Flow dope, n***a that's c**aine Hear my tribe, it's just my lane International, flow irrational Mind is sharp, I just ripped your a** in two Sick, I pa**ed the flu Caught you in the headlights I'll mount the other half of you One more that's on my wall Haters is on my balls It was one thing that my dick so tall But now I really can't put on my drawers Hell nah, this ain't gon' pa** Who said I ain't gon last With the same mouth that you said that sh** All of you can tongue kiss my a** [Outro] They don't call me the people's rapper for nothing To everybody that been f**ing with me. I'll never let you down, I got you Y'all know what it is Blue City Club Go get Jon Connor as Vinnie Chase Season One. Season Two on the way That sh** with me and Reefa on the way We gone