Jon Connor One Mic текст песни, слова песни One Mic Jon Connor
Jon Connor - One Mic
No crowd, just rappin to one nigga and
For one second, if you don't learn but one lesson
Long as one person enlightened by my message
The bad guys holdin the gun, and the good die young
Who would you choose if it had to be one?
Todays youth, I just pray for they health
Babies without moms because mommas still a baby herself
And little niggas just continue a cycle
Hate our fathers for leavin, but in the end we end up bein just like em
Everytime I look in the mirror, I see the picture more clearer
That I could build or destroy with every rhyme in my lyrics
It's hard to tell a friend from a hater
Some niggas only watch your back
So they can stick in knife in it later, the plot it thickens
Ya'll gotta excuse me I'm ventin
Hopin I say somethin that reach you while I got your attention
It's my passion that makes me hate myself
So focused on tryin to save the world before I save myself
And there it is, I done had fake friends and real enemies
Those close to you only real as they pretend to be
Can't live for nobody else
Friends die off and in the end, you gotta live with yourself
Hope I inspire one soul with my drive
Yo the time for talkin is done, my people, the time is now
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