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lirik lagu k.a.a.n. - alive

[intro]
aye
lawd
knowledge n-gg-
uh huh (3x)
lawd

[hook]
took a hit and n-gg- i feel revived
let my lines engulf your mind and bring your conscience alive
man i see red & blue behind me put the blunt to the side
b-tch i’m terrified i’m falling off it’s f-ck them all till i die

[verse 1]
pain is a weapon i used to wager
won’t take hand-outs, you can save your favor
not saving face for some sort of look
i mean for goodness sake i’m like an adventist
seven days, i’ll make it paint repentance
my pistol flow is on automatic
it’s amazing baby, i’m a story teller
more edgar allan with the content
my lyrical structure it must be intelligent
pattin’ myself on the back with malevolence
practicin’ patiently, work on the melodies
i got no time for your cynical energy
all the negativity that you’re sending me
isn’t it funny to show insecurities
honestly, homie, that’s sh-t’s not concernin’ me
pay attention you can see me ignorin’ it
floorin’ the gas like i just hit the pedal
let me display and i’m sure you ain’t ready
heavy heart, i wear it right on my sleeve
my sh-t is honest i’ll never deceive
ain’t to need to reprieve, i’m a constant, i get it
literal literary lyric library
i get a shot and it seems absurd
oh my-my-my n-gg-, yeah that’s my word
workin’ to get everything we deserve
don’t say no rumors, it’s f-ck what you heard
i elevated the words from these lames
your sh-t is shallow so we’re not the same
i got theories on theories on theories
my sh-t is deep
let a n-gg- try me, man i wish it would
razor blade on my tongue like a blunt to rip
it’s a shame what happened to that n-gg- flip

[verse 2]
man i see the serpents lurkin’
you -ssume that i -ssert the certain service
my wordsmith sk!lls are sure, it’s certain
man please, you ain’t even scratch the surface
if a n-gg- ever met you in person
i come with a list of critiques
all h-ll give me praise i’m a king
bow down, let me press this beseech
be attentative like a presidential speech
i’m a certified servant for the soul
i’m about to get fast, let y’all have it
in my terradome young b.rabbit
at the bus stop rhymes that i wrote on a paper napkin
spit a flow like pap, beats go boom-bap
in a rubber n-gg- when he spit he don’t do that
i cannot choke when i step on the stage
train was derailed but i got it on track
full speed ahead so there’s no turnin’ back
f-ck a papa doc, sh-t is popular, i’m probably going a different direction
return the hoe like the b-tch in [?]
set the bar to be the best never barred
bought the bat i beat the beast that i be
with defeat any plea, i’m not pleasin’ the feeble
i couldn’t conjure the gift for the gods
self-medication’s they’re hearing a flaw
my deprivation is making it hard
my dedication is now paying off
i could have got with the [?] but i made a way
sh-t we did it again, i’m an innovator
minin’ up like warren g the regulator
rest in peace to nate dogg, i’mma see you later

[verse 3]
i knew a n-gg- with a 64′ impala on spokes
you feel the base is b-mpin’ heavy, alpine to the max
you hear the b-tch a mile away playin’ d.r.e
they probably knockin’ through the system, got that hoe on repeat
you whip the corner, hit a left
you ran a red like right by 32
we hit the blunt and check the rear view
state-troops in hot pursuit
made a quick detour in case they drive us
swervin’, and mergin’ amongst the traffic
on most case chase would have ended tragic
made three more rights till it’s straight and narrow
got four lb’s in the trunk awaitin’
and five cigarillos in the ash tray
been in a sixty minute high speed chase
in front of seven chargers with the flashing lights
it’s like eight miles to get to 95
and if you do the math and add all the numbers
that i just said, it’s like fifty years
i can’t do the time but then i veer right
to oncoming lights
then wrap the whip around a telephone pole
out of control, the young foot patrol can’t find a way
there’s no place to hide but he far from stranded
knew the landscape, the route, he planned it
ran for a minute then he sat in silence
still surrounded but they can’t find him
said f-ck the whip, i ain’t think about it
lawd

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