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Jon Connor
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Judge & Jury
Started as a child, I just wanna make my momma and my grandma proud Never would invision that the scribbles I was writing in my kitchen would eventually catch up with me now, meaning, I dun been through hell seen my friends turn to demons transform wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it niggaz say they love you long as love mean manipulation Jealousy and Jon Connor make em hate Yon Freeman What am I to do when it them not me they can't separate the two when everybody changing making plans for when you famous and everybody saying boy you better stay you I better stay me? Shit you better stay you, I aint never had a problem with the person in the mirror now my grandma gone and I still kept goin got nerve saying Connor don't lose your soul like I need a f'n reason.
Hold up, I don't need a reason, and Go hard on these rap niggas, I don't a reason and go hard on these wack niggaz, I don't need a reason lose my mind nigga, I don't need a reason. Lose my mind nigga, don't give me a reason Go hard on the rap niggas, don't give me a reason and go hard on the wack niggas, don't give me a reason Kill your favorite rap nigga, don't give me a reason
I dun failed, I dun got up, I dun paid dues made a living not giving a fuck I dun been broke on my ass n I aint give up Gave my all when it seem my all aint enough (I don't need a reason) Hold up, I don't need a reason, and Go hard on these rap niggas, don't give me a reason and go hard on these wack niggaz, don't give a reason Kill your favorite rap nigga, I don't need a reason D, Monny Homicide still kept rappin, best friend suicide still kept rappin lil cousin car crash they dont know what happened So how you motha fuckas gonna tell me bout passion How you gon tell me what should motivate me Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com when my motive for, doin music always motivate me daily When I look around and I don't see nobody that was there from the beginning in my room crying like a fuckin baby Do you know what that feel like? All the shit that I'm saying thats my real life got stabbed in the back and don't know how to act, cause my war wounds aint heal right I gotta answer to God, I don't answer to yall, Fuck niggas, specially niggas hating on bars, Fuck a magazine, Fuck a review Like I need an excuse to do what I got to do nigga I don't need a MF'n reason.
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Performin at hole in the walls with bullet holes in the walls Don't know if Im'a get clapped or get a round of applause I'm in the club hood niggaz lookin at me funny like he aint a trap nigga but they could see he was hungry (huh?) Aint sleepin, ain't eatin, ain't doin a God damn thing but my thing, hold up Real nigga I remind them of the 90's April 1985 my spirit jumpin out my body, Oh Shit! Every night I pound on my knees, everynight I'm saying God please Help me to warn these niggaz, If they ever question my drive they don't really know me Been through more than a nigga could imagine pissin on a nigga would never get a reaction They was pissin on a nigga but they wasn't even a distraction the time I spend on haters It don't add up to a fraction (Gone!)
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