Music Video
Jon Connor - "The Cypher" OFFICIAL VERSION
Top Songs By Jon Connor
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Jon Connor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jon Freeman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jon Connor
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I'm feelin' mellow as the mellow folk
Feelin' forever incredible, smoke
That I hope make me feel better
My thoughts is on one or two time twist of anger
My mind wander a lot, something just like a stranger
Don't know what I'm goin' through with so-called homies
And I never forget what a phone call told me
Said you're on your own, like a lost dog
You find your way home
I'm better off, like a lost cause
I had to lay low
And wonder what I had to go through this time in this hardship
Wonder what I had to do to come finally far as this
I feel a little down
I might as well get in a better mood
And take a walk in the town
I feel like hell, but I'm gonna edge it through
Who knew that I would do things I wasn't proud of?
Amount to a true MC, even though he used to be something just like a coward
My name is AFRO
And I'm a great dude
Around these bad folk
But I stay true
[Verse 2]
Sittin' in my room
Thinkin' ‘bout how I could never lose
Trippin' on these shrooms
I just split a half into two 'Woods
I'm cool in a few hoods
**** want smoke, I wish you would
Flint **** don't give a fuck
Got the weed rolled
Real shit, you can't balance holdin' these polls
****, I'm a king, a giant
I got the cheat codes
****, even the wings
I'm flyin', you **** Nemo
I might be the greatest to do it, but what do we know?
Huh
You hoes foul, but, shit, I'm good at the free throw
Only drink brown when it's liquor, I think I'm Nino
I just wanna ball, they recommended me chemo
Sick
The industry can suck my dick
Bitch, I ain't tryna be cool
But you can bump my shit, my ****
Underdog, this some come up shit
But I never was under y'all
I been one up, bitch
I'm like
[Verse 3]
I came in the game hungry
'Bout to end these rappers
It's been a decade, yeah
Left some of the best slayed
These guys that y'all be praisin', I'll be barricadin'
Like a starvin' wolf in the jungle, the way I'm salivatin'
Put your favorite rapper under the ground, no exaggeratin'
Only right I come for the crown 'cause I'm aggravated
The haters always puttin' me down, they should be glad I made it
Rumors make they way through the town, but they fabricated
It hurts you when the hate come from your own circle
Thinkin' that's your brother when he really tryna jerk you
Hate is universal
Try not to take it personal
They usually be mad at them self when they be cursin' you
I'm tryna set the vibe, I'm the best alive
I been knowin' that since nine, around Check the Rhyme
True student of the game, studied Pun and Kane
G-rap and Rakim, truly, it's too many to name
[Verse 4]
With this alliance, we form Voltron
You don't wanna mess with like a Zohan
These bars biblical, like the Quran
Legit quick with everything you slow on
So far as sense, we are no non
Jon Connor know what I really mean, we really team
Fuck wit' him and watch me light up a square like Billy Jean
Everybody got they thing, but I'm Vish
I ain't fiendin' for lean, they be itchin' to sip
I'm good with the green, couple Gs in a Swish
I'm powerful enough to turn the mitten to a fist, ****
Can send hitters to get you and shoot ‘em up
Bullets bust through bricks
Still get everybody lit
Call it shooters touch
Drive-bys in a Uber
I'm cool as fuck
Maneuver like Rick Rude
Have they ass shakin', but still official
Slap the mayor for the Flint water issue
I steal officials
****
[Verse 5]
I sit back and reminisce sometime
About the way things were
The way we used to be
[Verse 6]
Been rockin' with Jon Connor since the rise of the machines in this
Dystopian future, we blinded by the screens
Rollin' with an RPG
Ain't no Final Fantasy
Just a rocket launcher aimin' at my fucking enemies, bow
I've given up on the mainstream
Attain streams from the real ones
Disillusioned by this strange dream that we livin' in
All just scrollin' through the same memes
Wishin' we could feel something
So I keep the real comin'
Yeah
'Cause authenticity is in a drought
Artificial personas they don't know shit about
Talkin' money as if that's what life is really ‘bout
Soul sold to the dollar, think they got it figured out
We some of the last of a dyin' breed like Sumatran tigers
And, shit, as long as we breathin', they'll never stop the fire
Go get some water
'Cause you're in the presence of the truth
Broke the mold when they made me and Connor, for real
Webby
[Verse 7]
Energy up
My enemies stuck
Sending me links
I can't really link up wit' you mutts
Petty as I can be
Dog 'em all
Autumn fall
In front of a winner
I'm too seasoned for beginners
Some'll feel offended
I just pretended to play that crazy role
Doors close and it's, baby, mmm, you know what?
It seems I got it sewed up
Every thread speak about how the cloth different
Goat, ****, do you bad
I talk different
I walk different
Write outlines
Outline 'em, get chalked different
Are y'all missin' this?
I'm not on y'all mission
Y'all wait for me right at the end and pretend I'm your god
I pen at the pinnacle
Y'all pendin', dependent on the pendent
I'm just here for independence
Day
Will power, kill cowards
Play
With me if you want to, what you won't do?
You'll understand Watts
****, roll through
[Verse 8]
Tryna to find the motive
Beyond flowin' and who the coldest
My goal plaguin' my soul since I was rollin' in strollers
Surrounded by cobras
Heavy snow and General Motors
The police patrollin', focused and hope we lose our composure
Intentions malicious
Our conditions'll turn you vicious
So turn your pain into art and make musical compositions
What's common is competition
Crabs in a barrel, what we was taught to believe
But we really kings, princes, and pharaohs
This ain't for promotion or sellin' records
I'm talkin' reckless
Shit on tracks
You gon' know what I ate for breakfast
In this day and age, who gives a fuck who the best is?
Everybody sound the same
So your guess is as good as my guess is
That's why I don't feel threatened
Nor do I be second-guessin'
Shit, nowadays, I just rhyme, so I like my reflection
So when I hear playback
I know that I made a connection
Y'all want me to kill shit?
Be expectin' a lethal injection
You want food for thought from me?
A feast at the least they expectin'
Murder your favorite artist, they gone need the police to arrest 'em
Increase the protection
It's like I've been unleashed off a leash
I'm a beast
**** like, "Please, let that bitch breathe for a second"
Nah
I'ma just let this bitch bleed for a second
This shit is so hectic nowadays, teens become fiends for acceptance
And I just laugh at how the new rappers compete for affection
From this industry
While I'm just hopin' the streets'll respect it
Huh?
[Verse 9]
I sit back and reminisce sometime
About the way things were
The way we used to be
Written by: Jon Freeman
