The Rulers Back

[Jon Connor] I lived through the era of the white-T Now it's the tight jeans Guess don't nobody like me cuz ain't nobody like me They said they wanted change, so they started dressin' weird But now they all look like a bunch of weird niggas that look the same Look, niggas is lost, right? Or maybe we lost sight Blindin' is the sign of the times, what's on your mind? They don't want me to be profound, this shit's bigger than Nino Brown Welcome to hell bitch, let me show you around Trends get sold, get old, then turn into mo' Well I'm breakin' them overseas that I plant grow from the soul I'm fightin' a lot of shit: the hood, industry, politics Tryna convince people that don't know what good and garbage is It ain't a argument, fuck how hard it is I still rep for the ones who started it Homie I put my all in this This is history here, come be a part of it The level I'm on, ain't nobody on par with it They keep tellin' me "this is a evolution" But evolution's when shit gets better and I get stupid One time for the people, let's get stupid I would die for you like prince with this revolution "Oh, he a mixtape rapper" No, I just dropped a project and for fun I dropped a mixtape after Get it clear, the gimmicks is endin' here Careers is in the air, I'm the reason they been in fear I am out of my brain, so don't shoot shots The aim is outta your range, plus niggas ain't been trained Cuz this verse is a bus hittin' a train Pain you can't explain, I suggest you stay in your lane You wanted dope, well this a crane full of cocaine And this is the resort when the game is ready for change So off we go, let the trumpets blow Cuz you know, you now rockin' with the best in the globe The ruler's back