Kaancepts

Kaancepts

歌手:K.A.A.N.

所属专辑:Kaancepts

发行时间:2014-09-03

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Another psychotic episode, I need my medication hyperventilating 'bout to have a panic attack in public discussing this with the publiscist.
While I'm meditating, all I spit is heat so is this room properly ventilated?
I'm giving a high the way that I murder a track.
I never relax.
You feel like you ****ing with me and my flow but you isn't my nigga that shit is a rest.
So I'm playing a random event, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back.
I'm putting that right in your face just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing, disperse a curse, that's a mrsa for certain.
I've been conversing, confirming your inadvertent concersion within this version .
Cohersion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion.
Assured while I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities.
I even said that last line insecurely.
That's the second time that I won't say this the polling is pouring out of my pores to the potion, but come proportionate force.
An abortion is purer than bustling fortune abortion.
I found within an assortment or force for fornication faciltating.
A formulation of duress in a combination.
Predicted the proclamation perfect my mental projectable Vitamin for the fighters, injectable, not digestible.
Address the microphone with the tone of any professional.
Impressed with impeccable lines, every time, It's incredible.
My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher you promised some pasta Que pasa papa? I did it proper
While eating a penne and pasta, call the doctor or I'm obliterating.
While reiterating this honest pronunciation of reciprocation, the eloquation within my innovation.
You should hasten on that replication.
This is elevation like an application.
I need to see your credentials massage a pen in my pencil.
Get loose on an instrumental, with sentimental, incidental
The sound was more intrusive wasn't conducive.
I be the one that will lose it
Coming at me with a lude, and never confuse it.
I wanted to set the fuse and given the realest of muse
Never to be able to use it .
There was no way to refuse it, given the voice said that it uses.
But when I wanted em all in a pieve in that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat that I'm making, I'm breaking.
I'm giving them all I can say, but I do understand that the music is fake, created itself in order to relate.
The love it or hate it the minute we make it.
We winning it all but not be able to take it and never would lead you astray?
A talent that I might display?
We give it a round of applause.
I said, I'm trying to make the ********* world rise with the rhymes that I comprise.
The lyrics synchronize the softer part, then analyze. Now watch it photosynthesize
I'm still in that state of infacy.
I'm not looking for empathy.
Why the **** would you envy me?
Mc is automatic for enemies at the embassy, emphasizing the motion created within the energy
Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity, venturing to divinity
Da Vinci with division, delivered with ill intention, but if you don't play attention I'm placing you in detention.
Without an honorable mention, your ranks are filled with dissension
My bars are filled with dimensions.
Demented like it's dementia, descending upon defenders for pinning a pawn dependent depicted within this sentence.
I'm a mild man, a pascifist, massacring the masochists, murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts.
They probably give a better effort, if they knew what really counts.
But if you keep it real and build then you'll put bills in your accounts.
I'm not a mathematician, this rhythm arithmetic.
So I' mma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons
IF Y=MX+(plus)ME, THEN I MUST BE, AN MC
That's obscene in my scene, but My C.
I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages.
The 3.14 Pie divided with savages.
This ain't a dead democracy
My flow's totalitarian, battling with barbarians, buried them barely breathing while coughing,wheezing with heathens.
I'm digging ditches and heaving dirt over my left shoulder
You introduce a Jehovah, supposed the fool that's in front of me
Started running and stumbling, Mubling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist.
And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions insisting on silence for this crucifixion.
The victim was tortured for hour, Scorched by a blowtorch till the toes are burned to a fricassee and now I'm carving all of the flesh.
What's left of it, crispily.
I'm vividly visualizing my victory.
I'm pushing the vascular vein down to the main artery.
The smell of death induces vomiting.
I'm violent with a bayonet filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence.
I'm pulling out his canines, morlars, and bicuspids.
While following in the footsteps of all of my ******* idols, from Jack the ripper, to John wayne gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer, The black Dahlia Killer and even the Cleveland Butcher who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision.
Even though I'm only kdding, I've lost faith in the music.
And every song that I hear is amusing;it's so confusing.
You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon.
Give him a clown costume with the floppy shoes and the red nose
And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes
Perpetuating an image that no one can afford it.
You ************* sicker than an original ignorance.
I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different
Just open up your ears when I appear and Start listening
It's K.A.A.N.
Knowledge.Above.All.Nonsences.
[00:21.98]Another psychotic episode, I need my medication hyperventilating 'bout to have a panic attack in public discussing this with the publiscist.
[00:28.90]While I'm meditating, all I spit is heat so is this room properly ventilated?
[00:31.72]I'm giving a high the way that I murder a track.
[00:33.53]I never relax.
[00:34.17]You feel like you ****ing with me and my flow but you isn't my nigga that shit is a rest.
[00:36.58]So I'm playing a random event, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back.
[00:39.10]I'm putting that right in your face just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing, disperse a curse, that's a mrsa for certain.
[00:43.33]I've been conversing, confirming your inadvertent concersion within this version .
[00:46.22]Cohersion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion.
[00:49.09]Assured while I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities.
[00:51.41]I even said that last line insecurely.
[00:53.64]That's the second time that I won't say this the polling is pouring out of my pores to the potion, but come proportionate force.
[00:58.55]An abortion is purer than bustling fortune abortion.
[01:01.13]I found within an assortment or force for fornication faciltating.
[01:04.10]A formulation of duress in a combination.
[01:06.10]Predicted the proclamation perfect my mental projectable Vitamin for the fighters, injectable, not digestible.
[01:11.06]Address the microphone with the tone of any professional.
[01:13.68]Impressed with impeccable lines, every time, It's incredible.
[01:16.22]My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher you promised some pasta Que pasa papa? I did it proper
[01:20.94]While eating a penne and pasta, call the doctor or I'm obliterating.
[01:23.62]While reiterating this honest pronunciation of reciprocation, the eloquation within my innovation.
[01:28.40]You should hasten on that replication.
[01:30.11]This is elevation like an application.
[01:31.98]I need to see your credentials massage a pen in my pencil.
[01:34.47]Get loose on an instrumental, with sentimental, incidental
[01:36.97]The sound was more intrusive wasn't conducive.
[01:38.89]I be the one that will lose it
[01:39.42]Coming at me with a lude, and never confuse it.
[01:41.29]I wanted to set the fuse and given the realest of muse
[01:42.79]Never to be able to use it .
[01:43.63]There was no way to refuse it, given the voice said that it uses.
[01:45.88]But when I wanted em all in a pieve in that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat that I'm making, I'm breaking.
[01:48.86]I'm giving them all I can say, but I do understand that the music is fake, created itself in order to relate.
[01:52.47]The love it or hate it the minute we make it.
[01:53.60]We winning it all but not be able to take it and never would lead you astray?
[01:56.07]A talent that I might display?
[01:56.65]We give it a round of applause.
[01:57.95]I said, I'm trying to make the ********* world rise with the rhymes that I comprise.
[02:01.42]The lyrics synchronize the softer part, then analyze. Now watch it photosynthesize
[02:04.60]I'm still in that state of infacy.
[02:06.23]I'm not looking for empathy.
[02:07.21]Why the **** would you envy me?
[02:08.50]Mc is automatic for enemies at the embassy, emphasizing the motion created within the energy
[02:13.44]Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity, venturing to divinity
[02:17.33]Da Vinci with division, delivered with ill intention, but if you don't play attention I'm placing you in detention.
[02:21.94]Without an honorable mention, your ranks are filled with dissension
[02:24.33]My bars are filled with dimensions.
[02:25.63]Demented like it's dementia, descending upon defenders for pinning a pawn dependent depicted within this sentence.
[02:30.29]I'm a mild man, a pascifist, massacring the masochists, murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts.
[02:35.69]They probably give a better effort, if they knew what really counts.
[02:37.71]But if you keep it real and build then you'll put bills in your accounts.
[02:40.37]I'm not a mathematician, this rhythm arithmetic.
[02:42.45]So I' mma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons
[02:45.13]IF Y=MX+(plus)ME, THEN I MUST BE, AN MC
[02:47.62]That's obscene in my scene, but My C.
[02:49.89]I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages.
[02:52.31]The 3.14 Pie divided with savages.
[02:54.58]This ain't a dead democracy
[02:55.92]My flow's totalitarian, battling with barbarians, buried them barely breathing while coughing,wheezing with heathens.
[03:00.51]I'm digging ditches and heaving dirt over my left shoulder
[03:03.06]You introduce a Jehovah, supposed the fool that's in front of me
[03:06.02]Started running and stumbling, Mubling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist.
[03:09.26]And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions insisting on silence for this crucifixion.
[03:13.79]The victim was tortured for hour, Scorched by a blowtorch till the toes are burned to a fricassee and now I'm carving all of the flesh.
[03:19.23]What's left of it, crispily.
[03:20.02]I'm vividly visualizing my victory.
[03:21.80]I'm pushing the vascular vein down to the main artery.
[03:24.15]The smell of death induces vomiting.
[03:25.90]I'm violent with a bayonet filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence.
[03:29.22]I'm pulling out his canines, morlars, and bicuspids.
[03:31.57]While following in the footsteps of all of my ******* idols, from Jack the ripper, to John wayne gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer, The black Dahlia Killer and even the Cleveland Butcher who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision.
[03:40.91]Even though I'm only kdding, I've lost faith in the music.
[03:44.11]And every song that I hear is amusing;it's so confusing.
[03:46.46]You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon.
[03:48.56]Give him a clown costume with the floppy shoes and the red nose
[03:51.22]And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes
[03:54.19]Perpetuating an image that no one can afford it.
[03:55.97]You ************* sicker than an original ignorance.
[03:58.74]I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different
[04:01.19]Just open up your ears when I appear and Start listening
[04:03.62]It's K.A.A.N.
[04:07.71]Knowledge.Above.All.Nonsences.