Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hibernation, artist - K.A.A.N.. Date of issue: 16.02.2020
Song language: English
Hibernation |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| God |
| That undertaker Paul Bearer shit |
| Like a shot straight to your larynx |
| Got a spot out in Marrakesh |
| The rarer shit |
| Started in basements in Maryland |
| We made that paper grow like Merrill Lynch |
| My songs hit like John Lynch |
| My aura bright as blond tint |
| That Orville Redenbach' pop |
| That bidi bop bop |
| Te quiero mucho cheese and green box |
| We took the scene by, with clean raps |
| The squad is a terror, making 'em (lean back) |
| You got some shit I like, I think I need that |
| These niggas suck, to get where they at, they using kneepads |
| Recycling bullshit, the same content but it’s re-rap |
| My shit penetrate your cranium and wave cap |
| I never took a day off |
| The god and I really feel like I can say that |
| So many flows, had to use a new one to show I’m nuanced |
| A project a month 'cause bar none is more than a bar gone |
| Niggas disrespect, we come through and bomb like Saigon in Vietnam |
| Sound the alarm |
| In this game of kings, queens, these niggas all are pawns |
| My mode I’m moving down the autobahn running an audible |
| I muted the bullshit, no longer audible, the flow is soluble |
| The school of hard knocks, we was on on the honor roll |
| The chronicles, adjust your bi-focals |
| This dirty game can get under your skin and cuticles |
| The root of all evil will make a nigga cut his own blood off |
| With a hacksaw, for more dough |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| Eh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
| God |
| I never took a day off |