Salvation - Jon Connor

This is Jon Connor

If you’re listening to this, you are the resistance

Jon Connor, we got to find this guy

Tell them niggas that I’m coming

If they want me, come and get me

And hell coming with me

Tell them niggas that I’m coming

If they want me, come and get me

And hell coming with me, nigga

It ain’t nothing they can do

I ain’t got nothing to lose

So I’m coming and hell coming with me, nigga

Homie don’t get it confused

I’m lacing up my shoes and I’m running

The world coming with me, nigga

A man’s will and drive can make him or brake him

One man’s will inside gon' influence a nation

Make the world feel my pain, like tooth to the facial

As I’m killing this shit, every syllable fatal

Don’t write it off, that’s just rhyming in music

I’m trying to inspire minds through this music

It’s like god designed them to do it

You’re feeling chills, every line in this music

I’m the truth, niggas blind, I can prove it

See, I give you eyes through this music

I’m from where people die

When niggas get bored as fuck

In my hood, every other fucking house is boarded up

Imagine that, so I rap

About shit I’ve seen growing up

Been through hell, grabbed some flames

And I lit the torch for us

I don’t give a fuck about your age or your gender or your racial

I spit it for my people who relate to

Beating the odds, we’re peas in the pies

This ain’t a facade, niggas is fake and I see the mirage

Pressure, fuck pressure

My blood pressure rising

Put on for Fly City

Nigga word to Andre Rison

Word to Mark Ingram and the statue on that Heisman

It’s do or die, you’re a lie if you think I planned on dying

Look, I ain’t never going to quit that

I ain’t never been the one to take orders because I give that

I ain’t never sit back

Never asked for a brake, even for a motherfucking Kit-Kat

When the shit crack, I’mma be right there

Aim for the games and the chit-chats

Nigga it’s my time and I’m gon' shine

When I leave this bitch I’ll be pitch black