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| Song: | K.A.A.N. & Bleverly Hills - S.O.S |
| Album: | Vivid Canvas | Genres: | |
| Year: | | Length: | 279 sec |
Lyricist: K.A.A.N.
Lyrics:
[Chorus: K.A.A.N] All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque
[Verse 1: K.A.A.N.] I feel [?] with some [?] No co-dependants, dem boys actin' like some co-defendants For lower sentences, they sell their souls It's so pathetic I roll a [?] to ease the stress, successive meditation My mind a maze, amazed that I ain't gone insane or crazy Never that Tell them motherfuckers I'ma go-getter Told niggas that I'm the sickest when my flow pick-up Show stopper, the chief rocker Got that Boom Shaka Laka Laka Sick call a doctor I step, and I step And I [?], and I [?] And I move, and I move When I do what I do And I step, and I step And I [?], and I [?] And I move, and I move When I do what I do Don't be foolish now, just simmer down That life you knew, with this shit cool it now, no foolin' 'round That's yo' perspective, oh you [?] out I heard they sick of us, they can't get rid of us I tell 'em pick it up, they mad 'cause they got no initiative They pitiful, I pen these sentences, plentiful pictures bruh The issue was that stupid is as stupid does, fuck that I ain't followin' another motherfucker, hell naw If you don't do it for the love, you played the game all wrong
[Verse 2: Bleverly Hills] This always happens to me, the whole team ridin' wit' me I'm low-key fightin' my desire just to be over this thing I'm so devoted you see, I'm locked and loaded this spring Cock back, walk back and open carry this thing I hope I bury it deep, my load is heavy this week My only family don't get it, I only tell 'em good things They're just afraid to admit it, they think I'm too old for drinks I think that this shit will show 'em, I told em that in my [?] I'm over rollies and rings The public showin' their pain, I hope my music can help My focus really done changed I hope it changes for you, I feel some hate just like you Sometimes I fake being cool Workin' on changing the rules, ooh
[Chorus: K.A.A.N] All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque
[Instrumental w/ distorted voice]
[Chorus] All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque All these rappers they just say the same shit man All they talk about is flickin' where they wrist at Maison Margiela 150 with a thick bitch Nice house, fast car, with a big cheque
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