[Verse 1- K.A.A.N]
And this game is overly saturated, every lyric exaggerated
Give me a minute, I swear that I'll kill it
The sickest of stories elaborated
I can break it down to a speed that a motherfucker never really seen
Dependant up on the rhyme, it's divine every time
A young n***a'll spit it, I'ma do it like a villain
Tell me can you really feel it?
Said that I move at an elegant pace
And I ran out of patience, I can't be erased
I am chasing my dreams with an accurate passion
Set myself apart so nobody can pass me
Calling all pastors, I need a savin'
Debatin' what the fuck that I really believe in
It was never relievin'
On a couple of evenings, I would turn to a blade and a pill for the pain to deal with my stress
That I should confess, I am looking for the answer
Yet to be blessed with the reason
So why is everybody deceiving, that's a motherfuckin' lie
You guys are conceited, I am conceiving, push, shove and heaving
Leaving a mark, a legion of repression
Life is so depressing, I been steady regressing
Within a mental state, in my mind I'm confessing
Death is the only thing I want to see
I can't wait for the day I no longer exist
So when you reminisce and you remember this
I just pray that my legacy ain't about bliss
I was never really happy, seen as a distraction
I got a lot of pain you wouldn't even imagine
I'm asking for a small piece of compassion
Capische, I'm a beast off a leash when I'm rapping
Definitively, with an affinity for
But the force that I show so motherfuckers'll know
You was never really close to the spot that I reside, you desire
You would try, and design, a new rhyme
Divine is what I am, a God amongst men
We in Sodom and Gomorrah, the sins they must [?]
My best friend's the pen and pad that I write with
Everything I do is enlightening, I'm a Viking
Any motherfucker with a goal or a plan, when I murder on a beat
Do you even understand that I'm using the page as a canvas?
The pen paint a picture of a Columbine campus
Blessed with a gift but never given an advantage
I get up in the booth and I'ma cause damage
Mics will get trampled, beats they get strangled
Lines are entangled, working at my angle, damn!
Can a young n***a give peace on the beat
I've been loving the shit that you making me see
Your ridiculous watch and a beautiful chain
Start showing your diamonds, and doin' your thang
The baddest of models, the biggest of bottles
The car that you driving don't have any mileage
I cannot believe in your lies, they are fake
And I'm telling you now that's one thing that I ain't
And I don't want a team so I do this alone
I'm talking to God so let me atone
Forgiving your hate, you fail to offend
Repetitive sinner, prepare to repent, damn!
[Verse 2- Norman Dean]
I'm super duper high, maneuver through the sky
They ain't know just what this mean to me
Everything ain't always what it seem to be
I'm rolling weed and flying 'round the country, peep the scenery
I swear there's still a couple places that I need to see
But I can only do it with the n***as that'll bleed for me
Check the numbers, they been hoping that I leave, delete
Cause all they ever see is Norman Dean when they read they feed
Please believe, I'm a visionary to this generation
Never patient, but for weed I'm never waiting
On the weekend, elevation, keep the stress away
I'm just out here praying, Lord, and waiting for a better day
Got a couple feelings and opinions I could never say
I'ma change the world with my team and be forever paid
Eh look at the flick of the wrist, my n***a I get it then dip
I'm serving some lit, some n***as hitting them licks like you ain't no different then this, been with the shits
I just be spreading that knowledge and I ain't attending no college
Man I been writing, rehearsing my verses in cursive
I perfectly run with the scholars
Man all that working is worthless, your worth is about what the dirt is, you under the surface
My shit is so perfect, the shit you been spitting is hurting
I get it, you n***as is curtains damn
This is it, me and K.A.A.N. got concepts
Team effort to the grave n***a, and we on next