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[Intro: Dr. Dre] Yeah, this is Dr. Dre And this is the next Aftermath representative, Jon Connor! The album is 'Vehicle City' Aftermath This some 2018 shit So Jon, won't you step up and show 'em just a little bit of what the fuck you do Come on, let's get 'em [Verse 1: Jon Connor] Look, this year’s election was trash, so I need therapy bad These rappers is gassed, these rappers is actors and this movie terribly cast I’m finna kill it Compare this track to a strap and a mask This sound like an old shotty A blast from the past *Gun Shots* Yea that’s yo ass I ain’t feeling you niggas That shit ain’t appealing to me or the city I live in We really don’t feel it Cause you could be nice with the lyrics but ain’t got that real nigga feeling Now real niggas feel this Fuck opinions, fuck ya niggas Stay in a hater mouth I should become a dentist I’m the blemish on ya finish when you think you riding fly You want it then come and get it I’ll admit it, couldn’t go another minute Hearing all the shit that niggas try to mimic So I’m bout to try to Royce and Eminem it Til I kill it, homicide on anybody siding with it I am Richard Pryor fire, lighter to a diaper, hot shit I get excited by the shit that you liking Cause you sounding worse than the niggas you biting Fuck all you niggas, I’m second to none It’s my time now and every second to come Scary, cause I’ma keep spitting cemeteries until I’m in lyrical heaven with Pun None of you niggas is scaring me none You know where the fuck that I’m from The city where houses get raided you know how we play it Tell granny to bury the gun Real nigga that’ll flip words With you niggas it be just words Tell em it a benefit em if I get em in a diss first Cause Imma make a Mother Fucker hot if I diss you in this verse Nah, it’s feeling like you niggas just cursed You and my girl need to switch skirts Fuck the world til my dick hurts God Damn, this shit a make a nun miss church In my hood, the big niggas debo’ing debo Matt Hardy you niggas, delete em, delete em They waiting for me to come speak for the people The fiends on my street they compete for a needle Midwest fucking with me from here to Toledo Ain’t sleeping til all of my people is eating Cause back in the day all they knew how to feed us Was funyuns and cheetos, doritos and fritos Feeding my ego, these hoes, I back seat of my jeep em, I never mislead em My daddy told me it was cheaper to keep em Fuck a bitch, fuck tricking, I don’t even retweet em Nice, this is lord steven regal against ricky steamboat Snitches get stitches, in my hood they end up in ditches Oh you don’t believe em? Ever seen Joe Pesci at the end of Casino? Oh, they take pride in that, no sympathy for nobody who ain’t in line Catch a body and they fine with that How I feel? To the major labels, everybody yall sign is wack Remind me that, when I react, the time we at, pussy niggas, copycats Copy raps, I will not be that, I’m yall ass 24/7, *10/4* copy that [Interlude: Dr. Dre] Aftermath in this bitch nigga, what you gon’ do about it huh? Nothing. Yea, nigga what? Aww shit, Kill em Jon! [Verse 2: Jon Connor & Dr. Dre] Look, I could do this for days Tell em to fix they face Tell em I kill it Until it’s feeling like its a grave Look at the shit you play Look at the shit they say Schooling you niggas and you can tell em I skipped a grade Tell em I did for everybody that wanted to listen to rap again but disengaged Wait... Hold up, You tired nigga? Real niggas, and my bad bitches make some noise all the fuck niggas stay quiet Point em out, if you see em, if you see em point em out, I’m feeling like I’m bout to start a riot I was hoping and hoping the flow would just open the door, I was broke I was poor, I was low, I don’t know where to go, wanna blow But at home, they like gone and put on, get it on for the throne nigga I’m back in a rage, like I’m black and it’s back in the days When we use to have to sit in the back in the bus, like fuck Til Rosa Parks said shit I’m tired as a slave Everybody looking at me thinking what I’m bout to do Well let me think about it, Dre done put me in position Competition kinda getting soft Well I’ma get it while I’m in it Did it better than you would have ever thought No I don’t compromise This Flint and them Compton guys Back to monopolize, anything that we want So going to war with us is not advised, nigga [Outro: Jon Connor] Sav Mo Cleaves Dre, what up nigga?! Vehicle City Yea, shout to Remy and Lil Kim Y’all did that