Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Paid in Empty, artist - K.A.A.N.. Date of issue: 24.07.2017
Song language: English
Paid in Empty |
| I said I’m back in this bitch |
| Bringin' the flow that I got |
| Killin' em all, yes I will |
| Leavin' em dead where you stand |
| Better than most, this I know |
| I’m doin' it all, you can see |
| The God, a beast and monster |
| Be the artist see that I’m more, refuse to conform |
| When I perform it’s not the norm, it’s a standard |
| Hittin' innocent bystanders with this ignorant grammar |
| Now figure this shit out, 'cause I will bounce |
| As I leave them in awe |
| I resurrected on the Sabbath like a sacrificial relic |
| Rest in peace to the evils |
| I kill my pride and my ego |
| Leader by nature, I am |
| I don’t think they understand |
| I can’t complain about the cards I’m dealt |
| I’m playing my hand |
| An average man that’s motivated, doing more than the most |
| I pick up the pen and I use it true |
| To give you the beautiful music |
| In the pursuit of happiness like where the fuck my muse is |
| I’m giving you all that I got |
| I’m taking away from the funk |
| Supplying a feelin' they couldn’t replace |
| You in love with the vibe |
| Bringin' a rhythm and hit with the base |
| Ain’t nowhere you could hide |
| I’m livin' a life of grandeur |
| Keep your hands where I can see 'em |
| It’s signed, sealed and delivered |
| Riddled with nothing but apathy |
| After me there will be no-one, the Alpha and Omega |
| Major mistakes that they making |
| I spoke and I left them shook |
| Now they open just like a book |
| From the looks of things I could tell |
| It’s irrelevancy for real |
| What’s the deal, or perhaps a discount |
| Knock 'em off like a dismount |
| Ancient Egyptian culture, they tryna to figure my shit out |
| Chill out like in a villa |
| Vindicate with the villains |
| Freelance with the vision |
| Renaissance in my sentence |
| Sentimental descendant |
| I’m stealin' like Bernie Madoff |
| I’ll plot and play with a caper |
| I’m Robin Hood with the paper |
| There ain’t no way you could hate this |
| Emotionally I’m vacant |
| My mind has been running rampant |
| I fear they don’t understand me |
| I’ll never take this for granted |
| I pray for giving you more of me |
| A hopeless-ass poet shit |
| I feel like Jim Morrison |
| Idolize the legends |
| Wishin' that we had some more of them |
| If sanity was free then I could probably afford the shit |
| Instead I’m feeling out of it |
| Overdosed on an Ottoman |
| Took a couple klonopins |
| Poppin' pills like they M&M's |
| I’m insane, is it evident? |
| These kids’ll do the most to make sure they become relevant |
| But if you preachin' then you look crooked like Televangelists |
| The vantage point I’m speakin' from is low to the Earth |
| It’s like a spiritual birth |
| I stay calm, cool, and collected 'til I ride in the hearse |
| Just put me twelve feet deep, make sure I don’t come back |
| And reincarnate to a problem that you don’t want, blap |
| The fact is I’m snappin', I’m quick to attack |
| I’m leaving you gassed, the reason I’m mad |
| When I reach in the bag, no reason to yap, boom |
| Make 'em all feel it, you won’t see 'em again, hey |