Love Me Now - Jon Connor

Yah

Fuck it, I’m hungry, but I ain’t bitin' my tougue

So as far as my pride, I ain’t swallowin' none

Stubborn, I’m stuck in my habit, it’s like the life of a nun

Like suidcide and I’m choosin' between this knife or this gun

Either way, «I was fucked,» that’s what they always told me

At the bottom you broke and at the top it get lonely

I ain’t sleepin' for days cause of this dream that I have

I’m livin' on niggas couches, gave everything thing that I had

Bein' real ain’t easy cause if it was it could rest more

I’m from Flint I get hated by niggas I’m tryin' rep for

Death to the motherfuckin' soul of you haters

You can hate on me now, ya’ll be thanking me later

I wear my city like this A Squad tat on my arm

Fli City, what up!

Michigan til I’m gone

My paps left when I was twelve, I’m used to being alone

But this shit made me strong so thank God he was gone

So now it’s…

(Do you love me now!) x2

I’m from the hood where broke niggas killin' broke niggas

Ya’ll ain’t gon' be happy til there ain’t no moe niggas

Was a po' nigga, now I’m doin' rich nigga shit

All my life, I was thinkin' how a rich think

Ya’ll mad when other races call us, «nigga»

My homie, Miney, died, a black man was his killa

Meanin' the complexion was the same as mine behind that trigga

So a word has no power except for what we give it

On this earth, we destroy for the slightest difference

Shit, I’ma fuck around and start my own religion

Cause I ain’t been to heaven yet so I don’t know who wrong

The affect is death so I can’t condone whoever dropped the bomb

Look

Between the box-views on Fox News

And the bullshit that the cops do

Ya’ll wonder how I got apostles

I ain’t the only one to feel hostile

As long as air’s in my nostrils

I’ma speak for all of my peeps

Whether you black, white

Or you candy-striped

Let’s go, get on your feet

Talk to me now

My thing is this, I want us to continue getting money for the next fifteen

years instead of fallin' off cause we’re not putting no social commentaries

into the rap

(Do you love me now!) x3

Yeah

If I’m in your line of sight, I shine so bright that they can’t see no mo'

If you don’t live for somethin', what you breathin' fo'

We all put on this earth for reasons we don’t even know

I knew I was the one, even when the odds ain’t even know

Blessin’s in they face but niggas too blind to receive it though

Fall and get back up, it ain’t the end, just wasn’t your season, bro

Hard pill to swallow but falling short make you need it mo'

Go through hell to get to heaven, yeah, that seems reasonable

The closest people to me ain’t here no mo', that’s why I can’t stop

James told me I was gon' make it, and he ain’t here to watch

Right before the crash, Jack said, «Give it everything you got,»

Mrs. Warber said, «Never pretend you somethin' that you not,»

Monty believed in me more than himself, and then he got shot

So they live through me, through these rhymes until my casket drop

So to the critics and my haters, ya’ll can see it in my eyes

That I ain’t ever gon' die, so suck my dick til you get the prize

Tell me

Do you love me now

Do you love me now

Here’s what I think needs to be done, man.

C’mon man, at the end of these

records we listen to, we don’t get nothing out of 'em no mo'.

We don’t get no

social commentaries, we don’t get no kind of knowledge out these records.

Everybody just talkin' about how many chains they got on and how much dope

they sold.

But the truth of the matter is, I don’t believe you.

Then these kids

out here, listenin' to us, and lookin' up to us cause a lot of them don’t have

no father figure in their house.

And every record you get on, you lying 'bout

some dope.

Cause if you gon' talk about squares and talk about the drug game,

you need to talk about the bad side of the drug game too.

What about when you

get busted and go to jail?

What about when your mama and your wife and your

kids is cryin' cause, cause they at home and you in prison in a cell?

What about that part of the dope game?

Everybody’s talkin' about how many cars

and how many jewels they gon' buy, and how many squares comin' off,

but ain’t nobody talkin' bout the other side of.

So if you gon' talk about

that, you got to talk bout both sides.

Well, guess what.

I’m takin' a stance

against the powers, I’m takin' a stance against the lie, and I’m tellin' you we

need to stop doin' all this old negative stuff.

We need to stop promotin' the

wrong thing