Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mind Games, artist - K.A.A.N.. Date of issue: 13.06.2019
Song language: English
Mind Games |
| Eh, uh huh |
| Lawd, Knowledge |
| Uh huh, eh |
| Off with they heads again |
| Lost my philosophy |
| Blood from the guillotine drips causing a shallow puddle |
| Watch it trickle down to the gutter to please the peons |
| Going inside a cluster of thoughts, they all negative |
| My attention span isn’t vast, it’s vague and vulnerable, yes |
| I feel the test of character, I can’t continue to fall |
| These passages passing judgement like relics wrote 'em theyselves |
| Religious leaders and hypocritical seekers that read a chapter and only take |
| from what they can gain |
| My frame of mind is fine in sanctity, it’s sheltered from hate |
| I state the obvious for some, I feel like most can’t relate |
| Embrace the pain I took from solitude like love to the youth |
| I get in the booth, I’m moving and getting |
| I said that I’m searching for truth, living aloof |
| So why are you looking confused? |
| I do whatever I choose |
| I’ve been aware of the consequences and the repercussions |
| Complicated cousins I will cut 'em off |
| I am self efficient so it’s fuck 'em all |
| And if it ain’t about you then don’t get involved |
| I am working to make it all possible |
| I can overcome the obstacles |
| No one is living this life but me |
| Story like I’m Mephistopheles |
| I wanna sit for a second |
| I don’t think anyone listen |
| Taking a moment, I’m making 'em realize that it’s my time and I want it all |
| For the simple fact I’m on another level |
| People talk but they ain’t really ready |
| I could give a fuck about a failure |
| Never sorry and I tried to tell ya |
| Confidence, that shit can get ya killed |
| Death in dozens over dollar bills |
| Shit get realer when the rent is due |
| Anything for you to make it through |
| Destitution ain’t a fucking option, it’s a fucking problem, I’ma find the answer |
| You pedantic with your pessimism |
| Do revision on your attitude |
| Motivated, tryna make it happen |
| This life’s a game but I like to play it |
| Satanic forces wanna hold me back |
| But I been focused on a holy land |
| Like a resurrection out of Nazareth |
| And I’m a labyrinth with this rapping shit |
| I been maximizing all my potential |
| Like expose a loss and don’t show a win |
| But I chose to live with my list of sins |
| If you listening, I make it obvious |
| I can’t contradict for no dollar sign |
| I don’t feel connected to a net worth |
| So I keep pushing and I hope it works |
| I feel like I’m running in place, nowhere to escape |
| I’m stuck in a vigorous chase |
| Illicitly setting the tempo and pace |
| I never settle for less, expressing emotions I used to repress |
| The lyrical fashion in which I confessed |
| I fight for my sanity, I will contest |
| But nevertheless, I’m working, admitting my stress |
| Finding a way to relate, these people are fake |
| They giving me hate like a fade |
| As though I should pay attention, you don’t get a mention |
| Measure me by the man that I am |
| A nigga that’s playing his hand |
| do this shit without no help |
| pushing limits |
| Putting my all into every sentence |
| Sanctified by the all mighty |
| Very focused is the way you find me |
| Meeker man’ll give a pissed opinion |
| Bitter life, I creative |
| Innovative boy to say the least |
| I’ve been a fucking beast, I’m off the fucking leash |
| But I will not retreat, I don’t care for it |
| I accepted the life that I chose so I stay composed |
| But niggas ain’t feeling me tho' |
| Lawd |
| Knowledge, nigga |
| Dave West on the beat |
| Uh huh, uh huh, lawd, eh |