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Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
Lyrics:
[Intro] Eh, Knowledge, nigga Pay attention one time Lawd, eh, Knowledge, nigga Let's do it
[Verse 1] Give me a second to think, I got a story to tell The way a nigga excelled, I swear the lyrics compelled I put my life in every line, typewriter I is Oh word little nigga, you don't like my shit? I ain't workin' with nobody 'less they pay a pretty penny Envy and jealousy coming my way oh lord I'm the sickest composer Masterfully we have chosen to put ourself into the position to work with no rest I'm stretched to my limit, invested, I'm in it The effort I'm giving, a Psalm of repetition I'm the definition of an independent man And my declaration's like a deposition Was indoctrinated to the way that I'm living I give a sentence of pure pain, it's definitely profane These pitiful people [?] the process They hate it till they see you making financial progress Evaded the nonsense, you're loving the contents Affecting your conscience, they're telling a tall tale I'm making a deep swell, I'm bumping some Maxwell As soothing as Advil, I'm colder than Kool Herc I said it again, yeah let me maximize it No surprise, they pry I pride myself on patience The stars align, in time they'll see my greatness I sense a change, the scent is fucking fragrant The vein in [?], I victimize with vengeance So leave a comment if you feel offended I vent inside the verse with pure intentions I'm isolated, talking to myself And I'm pacing back and forth, I cannot help it I told the truth, my testament's anew I will not conform, refuse to be aloof I'm the loosest cannon, cock it back and shoot I'll impale the person you compare me to As a [?] part the paragraph then share it Coherency is negligent, I change the flow, diversify to gentrify My mind it works in ways that you'll never imagine I'm a literal problem with the realest of causes I'm a literary monster, my style's atrocious I ain't fucking with you niggas, I avoid the vultures Really spit it from my heart because I love the culture Lord forgive me for my sins, you know I tried to repent I played the hand I was dealt, I never once complained So when I write it and record it, I am grateful nigga It's a blessing to have a talent and share it with some I never overlook it, that's distasteful I'm a risk taker and and an innovator Feel like I was conceived inside an incubator But my glass house, they throw stones at it So I never crack, I said we bouncing back I never leave my room, a hypochondriac I cannot trust a soul, I swear to god they fake And when you think they real, that's when they turn on you It's a fucking disease You wanna [?] at me? I do everything myself, look I have to focus I got things that I want and I will accomplish that I suggest you invest in some more intuition So take all that in, let me breathe for a second
This nigga Sam said shout me out. Here's your shout out Sam, uh you're gaining weight, you're getting fat as fuck. You are now built like the Michelin Man, I don't know what the fuck happened to you
[Verse 2] And I swear to god that I'll never change No I'll stay the same till I fall off And them niggas said I was lame, I do this alone It's motherfuck all y'all Had meetings at labels [?] records But oh no I ain't get called back My confidence took a shot, that shit left me jaded baby I can admit that I just can't fuck with you niggas, y'all lying on records You niggas [?] I just hope you hear me lord Cause I kept the faith my nigga believe me And I never asked for a lighter load, just a stronger spine Got a lot on my plate so I'm fucking blessed I would rather be busy and get no rest The alternative never been interested [?] check from [Spotify?] my dividends Independent my hustle, I get it in Shit I feel like my daddy in '96 Stacking paper, working, screaming 'fuck a bitch!' I've been plotting quietly, I'm secretive Man these snakes in the grass on that sneaky shit [?] and kicking I swear I do Man I'm high as fuck, I need a parachute Boy these pussy niggas bought a pair of shoes I've been saving money, no I never spend it I don't have an interest in the diamond pendant Shit, I'm trying to help my parents pay the mortgage Why you focused on things that you can't afford? If that's your plan then you should abort it Bought an ounce of holy water, sanctify ya I get no sleep, I might OD When it's OT, I revitalize Bitch I feel like a spitter you'll never stop me Rather have my feet hurting and not my pockets Boy the effort that I'm giving is Herculean Fuck a comment, I'm constantly in the zone While I'm working, you procrastinating at home That's it
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