Takeover

[Intro] AVM we running this rap shit Moe and Sav we running this rap shit Brandon Barz we running this rap shit Caas Swift we running this rap shit D-Wayne we running this rap shit Let's do it! [Verse 1] I am Jon Connor Hip Hop's karma Back to show you the difference between artists and niggas playing with markers I am holding that heat And these niggas playing with sparklers Planted the seed of doubt Now you're starting to witness the harvest Look you from a garden I'm from the jungle Where cops is guarding the target Cause it could go down in a supermarket Get murked in the shoe department No clues because the boys in blue Would never get news from dudes who knew when the shooting started Best in the world Sick, just give me a second to hurl Put my all in this music Whatever's left I put in your girl Pitiful niggas ain't worth the lid that's under my genitals Mowin kindle to generals you can't stop the agenda Niggas sweeter than ginger Dead meat, you niggas tender Shaking the game up I throw all you fruits in the blender Blue City Club not only the president, I'm a member Cause at the end of the day we the only thing they remember cause... [Hook] AVM we running this rap shit Mickey Wallace we running this rap shit K-Willz we running this rap shit Barry man we running this rap shit Optics we running this rap shit Lyric the Queen we running this rap shit Lee a mah (?) we running this rap shit [Verse 2] Nah, Look Nobody scare me So don't you ever compare me To these Luke Perrys I'll bury or escape with their lives barely You dare me? Or double-dog dare me? My mind is as sharp as a claw Take a saw to the jaw ready? You giving up all ready?! Cause this is childs play Murder beats and all they found is a doll in the aisleway With obvious signs of foul play The people's poetry you want sick? Well wait 'till you get a load of me My coldest show at most won't even stand close to me Punch lines 'till my shoulder's weak Then put 'em in the Texas cloverleaf I'm in this fight with drunk fists and sober feet Took over locally Fucking bitches like Jodeci Now I need the whole globe to see That's what the game been knowing me Lord forgive me But they ain't give me nothing so I took it And wasn't nobody looking Plus look at the work I put in Look, Y'all better act afraid I'm coming for all of my accolades Connor of time bomb you Time's up watch me act a fake [Hook] AVM we running this rap shit J-P we running this rap shit The Real Slacker we running this rap shit Maserati we running this rap shit K-Moe we running this rap shit Block Symphony we running this rap shit J-Holla we running this rap shit [Verse 3] Nah, Look I don't fear y'all Cause I hear me, and I hear y'all When I'm near y'all it's so quiet you could hear a tear fall Look I'm drunk on power this is beer pong with Smirnov Take a year off It's severe like Tyson biting Holyfield's ear off Look, This ain't a fair fight This a gun and a chair fight You a bum in a bear fight What is there to compare right? Shining you call the glare right When I leave it's 'gon be only darkness Fresh 'till death I'm a walking martyr You numbers like Tony Parker I take advantage from Michigan out to Dallas If Miami's where I take my talents I'm destined to be a champion The damage I do 'gon need more than a bandage I make hot shit My hand'll randomly grand 'em I went from ugly to handsome I step on the stage, now all I hear is cheers I'm tear dancing You beggin for your life to the ears of Charles Manson I tried to be nice Now I'm pissed like you lied to me twice I'm fire and ice until I retire the mic because [Hook] AVM we running this rap shit Alex Minor we running this rap shit Kobe and Ducky we running this rap shit Big Courtney we running this rap shit Propane we running this rap shit Prince Ace we running this rap shit Yo Imma make y'all respect it