[Intro: Jon Connor]
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doing tonight?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed
I like this young man, because he calls himself "The people's rapper", I like that
So everybody in the house, give a warm round of applause
For Jon Connor, everybody give it up for "The People's Rapper"
Jon Connor
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Let's talk about my nigga Lil Joe from down the street
The hood would tease him cause he had braces on his teeth
Wasn't never scared to say that was my best friend
Too keep it real that was my right and my left hand
Took me with him when he got his first kiss
He wanted me to see him
Because if he said he kissed a girl, nobody would believe him
We out on our bikes, shit sneaking every weekend
Ass whoppings from my mama
We ain't tell him we was leaving to Misfits
Always together, in the mischiefs
Fuck it, love the trouble, only made a stronger friendship
Then we got into it, fell out over some kid shit
Never got to say I'm sorry, that's something I got to live with
He always felt alone, parents was never home
And now on top of that one of his best friends was gone
He gave me my first mic, when I decided to write
He took his own life, I cry to sleep every night
Now who gon' tell me that success ain't come with a prize?
Sky's the limit
Good evening ladies and gentlemen
How's everybody doing tonight?
I'd like to welcome to the stage, the lyrically acclaimed
I like this young man, because he calls himself "The people's rapper", I like that
So everybody in the house, give a warm round of applause
For Jon Connor, everybody give it up for "The People's Rapper"
Jon Connor
[Verse 1: Jon Connor]
Let's talk about my nigga Lil Joe from down the street
The hood would tease him cause he had braces on his teeth
Wasn't never scared to say that was my best friend
Too keep it real that was my right and my left hand
Took me with him when he got his first kiss
He wanted me to see him
Because if he said he kissed a girl, nobody would believe him
We out on our bikes, shit sneaking every weekend
Ass whoppings from my mama
We ain't tell him we was leaving to Misfits
Always together, in the mischiefs
Fuck it, love the trouble, only made a stronger friendship
Then we got into it, fell out over some kid shit
Never got to say I'm sorry, that's something I got to live with
He always felt alone, parents was never home
And now on top of that one of his best friends was gone
He gave me my first mic, when I decided to write
He took his own life, I cry to sleep every night
Now who gon' tell me that success ain't come with a prize?
Sky's the limit
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