Lyrics K.A.A.N. – Amnesia
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What else should I be?
What else should I say?
I got this bright idea so I’m gon’ let that shine
Illuminate to lead the way, my words give sight to the blind
Two crucifixes on my chest, they help me sleep at night
Like hold it down, you fucking right
I swear to god I do, don’t fuck around
I played my role like I’m supposed to do
Like who in the fuck let this nigga in?
Searching for the finish, coming for the win
That’s a controversy for the opposition
I’m a classic lyricist within my sentence
A penny for my thoughts, I’m thinking retribution
Fuck a resolution, I ain’t looking for it
Hell or high water, I box ’em out
Got a quicker flow, I feel like Pacquiao
I pack a pretty punch and punish all the pawns
I put a target on em and I take my time to get ’em
Gift of gab, I spit about a sixteen
Niggas pint sized with a big dream, ah
I’m in this hoe with a purpose
I’m feelin’ like Easy E, a young nigga Ruthless
Young nigga with an attitude
Middle finger to the other side
Rolled a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
Smoked a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
I’m in this hoe with a purpose
Young nigga with an attitude
Middle finger to the other side
Rolled a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
Smoked a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
All of my shit is correct
Quiet is kept, how the secrets concealed
My lyrics are daggers, I slice with the skill
Aim for the jugular, go for the kill
The will of a giant, a tyrant at large
Lord of the Flies, I’m like William Golding
Get a grip, why don’t ya?
This a
?, call the coroner unless you in a pew
A punitive attempt to try and tell the truth
My train of thought attack
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My pursuit a sack, assault like linebackers
Wake ’em up, they smelling salt
My pen somersault
All rappers said don’t touch it
But I Double Dare ya like Marc Summers
Tell ’em nevermind, I’m finna bump Nirvana
I kept this shit a thousand, nigga fuck a hundred, ah
I’m in this hoe with a purpose
I’m feelin’ like Easy E, a young nigga Ruthless
Young nigga with an attitude
Middle finger to the other side
Rolled a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
Smoked a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
I’m in this hoe with a purpose
I’m feelin’ like Easy E, a young nigga Ruthless
Young nigga with an attitude
Middle finger to the other side
Rolled a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on
Smoked a blunt and I forgot about it
Read a couple novels and I moved on