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Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
Lyrics:
[Verse 1] And I just lost my mind I can't believe it All I ever think about is what I know I'll never be I'm having nightmares when I close my eyes of me dead in the street Please let my sacrificial blood drip on this motherfuckin beat damn All I ever wanted was a second, a minute to kill it They feeling the realest and the niggas that ever do it Approval, I'm about to lose it Confusion as I'm pursuing A dream that is unattainable Really wasn't explainable They tell me never take it in vain Not to explain the game Or what it means to go and follow a dream I've seen many give up when the road got tough Figured out nobody really gives a fuck Nigga, what do you expect? respect? You got to understand I'll be coming at your motherfucking neck And you better come correct But that is if you want to make it to the top Realize that the pain don't stop Got to formulate a plot and a plan I'm hoping you understand Your destiny's in the palm of your hand Take control the role that you know you wanna play Your focus and dedication will never leave you astray To display the realest of any passion You was never relaxing Asking what it takes to finally get a break The mistake that most people will make Is believing shit is real when it was actually fake Can I vent upon the page? And try to give you the pain Paint a picture of the problems that reside in the brain With the man that was living with insanity Is anyone understanding me? Vanity is a curse My happiness in a hearse I disperse the lyrical content, you converse Immersed inside a verse to me depicting my hurt But first ima be honest abolishing any ignorance I'm polishing the flow and demolishing any evidence The truth has been distorted They know it that I'll be peddling and passing my competition Habitual repetition and with the way I kill it They want me to get evicted I bet they start a petition But I built the definition of factual tunnel vision I mention on getting a shot But never the penicillin I'm willing to bust my ass If opportunities are given you gotta be fucking kidding I'm dying to make a difference, they lying to make a living I can read between the lines in the motherfuckin sentence Said you was never concerned or be preaching within my words Sacrifice or repentance but not internally burn
[Hook] Try to make a hit off this anguish that I claim I put my life inside these lyrics hoping that you can see my pain With all this agony I feel, I think that I'm going insane To live forever through the music that's all that I want to attain FUCK ! I guess it all depends on a mindstate that a young motherfucker nigga's really in DAMN! (3x) I sit with my thoughts The page and the pen I write about life and how it all ends
[Verse 2] I gotta take my time, so that I can murder your mind To find inner peace that a nigga never felt But nobody ever helps They can never comprehend The illest of illustrations that I'm giving with a pen The depiction of my vision was given with a description But never a contradiction Admitting to my addiction was only giving me friction To go and get a prescription I know it's not the answer, the last man standing The man in the ransom, and mutilate the game Insane like Charles Manson, going off of on a tangent Throwing a temper tantrum Death will come in a tandem You probably never seen it If I gave you the truth I know you wouldn't believe it My thesis is that I could be one of the greatest that ever did it for ripping the mic It all changed They treat it like it's a canvas I was lost in a trance The flow was never pedantic I was tired of your antics Ya'll been taking advantage But I'm looking for answers Gotta make it an anthem Originality in the fallacy of the fornicated I was formulated, abated, never debated I've innovated evasivley Facing my fucking destiny How the hell willI I make it? I'm baking without a recipe Rest in peace to the beat that remained of what I've wrung Leave 'em believe 'em My sounds egregious, enough to cause the bereavement I've seen That most motherfuckers never want to see you make it I try to deal with the hatred And find a way to replace it That boy could have been famous And now he's strung out like an addict all day The pain is a constant reminder I've gotta use blinders and try to put the bullshit behind us Your highness is they fittin' to call me It's KAAN, that's knowledge above all I said I leave 'em appaled My god, they all gawk when staring at a reflection Receptive and kept and I spin it like a weapon Step in with a different type of mindstate An automatic spitter but a nigga never breaks I know you wouldn't relate to the fate of the man with the hope to devote all the time to the craft The sickest of any rapper Rap for my power Never want to devour Bow down you coward Leairly I was complicated, concentrated, contemplated Couldn't even wait for the moment to say I made it But the time moves slow And my life's so basic I said I can't take it And all I feel is hatred I roll another blunt to keep me mentally sedated and faded I said the day may change but it's always the same shit I'm still suicidal and the Bible don't help So I guess I gotta do it by myself
[Hook] Try to make a hit off this anguish that I claim I put my life inside these lyrics hoping that you can see my pain With all this agony I feel, I think that I'm going insane To live forever through the music that's all that I want to attain FUCK ! I guess it all depends on a mindstate that a young motherfucker nigga's really in DAMN! (3x) I sit with my thoughts The page and the pen I write about life and how it all ends
{Verse 3} I know I'm going to hell for sins I posses in my soul that your eyes can't see I recede to believe There's a possibility that the grief of the green has been coming in between Will the means intervene if I turn into a fiend for the cream? Let it consume your dreams Demeaning as it seems I'm cleaning out my closet Consequence of the conscience The drugs made a nigga brain dead like a zombie Lost in a depression Never learning my lesson Acceptance was the main goal of a young adolescent With a dollar and a dream Plus a penny for your thoughts But nobody ever thinks Stick around with the ship the moment they see it sink That's a fucking metaphor I adore any lack of attention Dispensing dissension without the attention Defending my right to ignite {?} Said I was a mothefucking goner Couldn't have been wronger My will got strong but the stress last longer The pain is a part of the process I must digest to progress In the midst of the mess that I made But I'm praying that my lord will save and protect But I get a good feeling that a motherfucker next I ain't talking 'bout fame nigga Speak about death I'll be ready when it comes Take the necessary step Inhale exhale Take a real deep breath even though I want to die Thank God I'm alive Never want to be a nigga that can only say he tried But somebody that had made it from the plan they devised And attempts to divide the supply with the people that would ride Giving everything I got Doing more to survive only thing that's on a young motherfucking nigga mind Damn
[Hook] Try to make a hit off this anguish that I claim I put my life inside these lyrics hoping that you can see my pain With all this agony I feel, I think that I'm going insane To live forever through the music that's all that I want to attain FUCK ! I guess it all depends on a mindstate that a young motherfucker nigga's really in DAMN! (3x) I sit with my thoughts The page and the pen I write about life and how it all ends
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