Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sirens, artist - K.A.A.N.. Album song 4 / 29 / 17, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Sirens |
Um, look |
I pray for higher favor |
No lie or hesitatin' |
No time is not for wastin' |
No sittin' round or waitin' |
Excuse my rude introduction, I’m not a people person |
Recently reacquaintin' my cadence is kingly banter |
I black the fuck out and change, my new name is Eric Bana |
Affect the culture like Iverson, he’s the fuckin' Answer |
We’re talkin' practicin' persistence |
A perfectionist perfecting his profession |
Insistin' they peep the messages |
Like oh, it’s such a lovely day, it’s a blessin' to be here |
I used to think I fail at this but now I’m on some Pharaoh shit |
My ten commandments, it’s mandatory you check the referendum |
Reprimandin' I stand alone as somethin' you can’t avoid |
A man of few words, my nigga fuck what you heard |
I spit that rhetoric ahead of these regulatory sedatives |
The way these niggas grind, it’s low tide, a sign of the times |
I compose my sentences like they editorial segments, lawd |
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream |
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga |
I ain’t worried 'bout another motherfucker |
I’ve been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga |
Levitate and float away, I’m tryna leave now, now |
I elevated and I’m gonna shut the beat down, down |
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin' |
Pay attention, no lackin' |
Before we make you tap in, oh |
I got the focus right, I’m zonin' in, I see my goal |
My vision straight, my feeling’s great |
I will verbally castrate |
The pastor say you pass the safe |
It’s past the point of passive pleasantries |
I’m pretty sure you’re done |
This painstakin' pageantry is masterfully demonstrated |
The stain of degradation, bangin' like a kick drum |
This one’s an exception |
grants an example of proper grammar |
And granted I know I’m biased |
Like Pontius Pilate condemnin' it, lawd |
Young nigga with a dollar and a dream |
Tryna get it in the million necessary my nigga |
I ain’t worried 'bout another mothafucker |
I’ve been focused in the zone, do you get it my nigga |
Levitate and float away, I’m tryna leave now |
I elevated and I’m gonna shut the beat down |
I came back in, stayed movin', no slackin' |
Pay attention, no lackin' |
Before we make you tap in, oh |