Jon Connor - 8 Mile Road lyrics

[Verse 1: Jon Connor] They keep askin me, "Connor why you keep on putting out so much music?" Cause the more I sh** on the game the more they try to refuse it I drop whenever I want cause I got the talent to do it Imma prove you f**ing doofus, keep thinking I'm a loser. (x3) This the criteria when you feel like people ain't hearing ya Mixtape every two months, god damn is this n***a serious, yea Cuz now I feel like they backed me into a corner They keep tryna f** me feel like they backed me into a p**no Peep it, you motherf**ers ain't blind, I know u see it, while I go So hard, look what I got to compete with Whack n***as with deals with multi-millionaire dollar budgets n***as with co-signs, that shine, cause of who they f** with Sons and daughters of artist that make cause of they fathers And whether they're good or not they gon' see B.E.T regardless But I never get discouraged, keep going, I go the hardest! sh** I'm just a kid from Flint tryna make it caught up in all this [Hook: Jon Connor] This what it feels like When its real life When the only way to survive is to k**s mics (is to k** mics) So I k** mics (so I k** mics) [Verse 2: Jon Connor] Yeah yeah yeah yah yah Why would I write this? Knowing half these people in the game would not like this But they really don't like me anyway So when I say "it's looking like you n***as in the motherf**ing crisis!" Cause I be spitting real and my voice is not high-pitched And I dont wear jeans that are tighter than a vice grip I like to wear jeans that I can pull-up over my dick Reconz, I got drive like I drive without a license n***as on my dick and talking sh** just like my side b**h I don't want alot I just wanted a shot I won't stop being hot whether you like it or not I'm too good to be true, too good to be you I'm too good for my own good And I will not end up back in the hood I'm tryna add it up Maybe I wasn't wack enough Or maybe my raps ain't bad enough Or maybe I ain't said swag enough But at the end of this, I'm the motherf**in heir to the throne Ain't afraid to take a stand even if I'm standin alone, gone [Hook] [Verse 3: Jon Connor] To anyone who inquire I am here to inspire Thats why when I cypher its hot sh** like I'm lighting a diaper I keep proving I got bars like im writing in rankers Circle with life is what eight to nine priors behind them Back in the day you do an album in a year you were straight Now you gotta drop a song every day to be great The n***as start falling off just tryna keep up the pace And in a sense it be values all the music we make So I guess, this is the part of the record when I direct us Cause I'mma tell you right now just how long you can expect this 'Till the world know my name, and everybody respect it Pull off, my strongest effort, I gotta make 'em accept it And when they do, just know exactly where my mind is Still making sure every rhyme is timeless A mixtape is a vehicle for each of my goals But my albums is a piece of my soul SO GET READY