Jon Connor - No Thrillz lyrics

This what real motherf**ers wake up to, right? Yeah yeah Let's go I feel that sh** in my soul, just turn that sh** all the way up yeah, Yo, I'ma keep beatin beats long as Optics keep feeding me n***as can't' see me you see they tryin to take a peek n***as can't stand me you see they dyin to take a seat n***as is pissed and I'm just trying to take a leak Connor's an epidemic, you see I hate or lynch 'em You tryna hang with victim then watch me make a k**in I'm from a city where we can't even make a living Now picture this I'm in the position to make a million I ain't from oh sh** so I ain't takin yo sh** I'm the realest n***a alive ain't takin no sh** I tell the whole truth so it ain't no questions after from where the real drug dealers ain't no f**ing rappers When I say real i mean staying true to who I was Look at my past and see exactly who you knew I was I know exactly who I am and you can't take that from me Oh sh** It's gon' get ugly f**it I'ma make you love me c'mon [ HOOK ] hey hey hey hey my posse going strong saying hey hey hey hey i got it going on screaming hey hey hey hey my posse going strong saying hey hey hey hey we got it going on screaming Ok, there might be, a problem, that fake sh**, i'm not it That hotness, that real sh**, you want that, i got it I know y'all glad to see me it's been a f**ing drought Can't believe these rappers and the dumb sh** that come out they mouth My sh** is dope, it's not? you must never been high before Think k**in' is cool? you must ain't had no n***as die before Ever seen a n***a die? (I have) seen a n***a lose his life? (i have) Yeah that sh** is wack as f** that's the reason why I'm mad Told my n***a in the hood he like "i don't give a f**" fine, let's just all just shoot each other up the radio's saying we should either go and bust a gun or bust a nut so take me on a drive-by to my girl's crib before I f** What the hell is going on? Marvin i'm getting scared with you I'ma yell this sh** until I'm there with you Might be blowing my one shot going against the grain but f** it Cuz I'ma make ya love me make ya love me make ya love me screaming: [HOOK] My flow, put people at ease like a breeze when it's ninety degrees The game so full of bullsh** that it's up to my knees I'm bout to take it to a level you wouldn't believe I go hard, should have knew that from f**in' with Cleaves(?) Went to private school so hood n***as say I ain't hood enough Raised in the hood so critics act like I ain't good enough Uppity n***as hear me cuss and all they hear is ignorance Been hated on my all my life so ask me if I give a sh** I'm a real n***a, f** that, I'm a rare n***a Cuz the cla** I'm in there ain't nobody else there n***a Guess I'm just a different breed, live by a different creed Persecuted for my deeds and still do this sh** for Bree(?) Scuse my language when I write about it but Life in Flint will make you vent So forgive me If I ain't so nice about it John Connor: People's rapper, y'all can put that on my grave Ready for that real sh**? Oh, let me count the ways! [HOOK] [Adlibs to fade]