Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Valley Of Kings, artist - K.A.A.N.. Album song All Praise Is Due, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 28.07.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Big Ghost Ltd, K.A.A.N, UMUWWA
Song language: English
Valley Of Kings |
Uh huh, yes lawd, knowledge, nigga, uh huh, eh |
Set up supplies from the weak and the rotten |
We just the lost and forgotten ones, deplorables they call us |
Disposable, they threw us out now choose your route and path to ride |
There ain’t no fuckin' choices left, it’s feast or famine, I ain’t starvin' |
No new friends, I really started from the fuckin' bottom |
Fill a fat cigar with the finest flowers, I’m stuck for hours |
Cold the cadence like an algorithm, call it alchemy |
Out to be the best but who cares, I mean there’s more to life |
More important things than what’s going on in your shallow mind |
More pressing matters than making yourself immortalized |
More to learn to find the time, we’ll get it right I’m sure we will |
This shit’ll knock a nigga out like Holyfield, we hold our own |
Post traumatic paragraphs, the raps and my pen and it’s plenty |
Pennies for my thoughts but dollar bills for conversation pieces |
Humble poet in the pocket make you think like Alan Watts did |
Outside of the box diagnostic knockin' your door down (uh) |
I feel like Nas in '98 I need a new velour |
Rolled a 5 pack of the Backwoods in the humidor |
Exclusive smoke, elusive ghost, the past we had to let it go |
Came back for more except we grasped what they have yet to know (uh) |
I feel as though we’re all lost, cost of our decisions |
I keep my head held high and hope the lord forgive us |
I feel as though we’re all lost, cost of our decisions |
I keep my head held high and hope the lord forgive us |
(Held high, held high, held high) |
Sometimes I feel as though they hard of hearing |
You hit 'em with that heavy flow and that’s a conversation period |
I, try to ignore and talk to the Lord |
Pray for 'em, but some fools just love to perform (uh huh) |
Put on the Shakespearean ensemble, Othello |
Niggas hit the runway and kept it movin' like propellers |
Smooth, I ain’t fuck her I just gave that ho some mo' better |
Same ambiance as Chris Wallace in the Coogi sweater |
11 passes in a row, the young |
Forming the fortress that you can’t breach |
We don’t speak on the telephone, relay the message back n forth |
These bastards are no match for us |
No fear inside the heart of the generals I precede with |
Please give us space to breathe (breathe) |
Give us time to think (think) |
We just tryna make it happen man by any means (means) |
Give us space to breathe (breathe) |
Give us time to think (think) |
We just tryna make it happen man by any means |
This world is insignificant within the grand scheme |
Try to keep that shit in mind 'cause it helps with perspective |
I don’t internalize a thing, I let it it all go, ay, I let it all go |
Uh huh, eh, eh, uh huh, eh, uh huh, eh, huh |
Now tell me what you got, I’ll tell you what I need |
Now tell me what you got, I’ll tell you what I need |
Now tell me what you got, I’ll tell you what I need, eh |
I’ll tell you what I, I need more peace |
I need more sleep, I need more rest |
I need less stress, I need more cash |
I need more love, I need less hate |
Shit I need all the above |
Shit I love life, my nigga don’t you too? |
So why you on the edge? |
You goin' off the deep end tryin' to get ahead |
These niggas talkin' like they wanna trap |
Soon as they get caught up in some shit then they turn to acrobats |
Flippin' on they confidants and even loved ones |
All in the name of a lump sum where I come from |