Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Music, artist - K.A.A.N.. Album song Uncommon Knowledge, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.06.2016
Record label: Redefinition
Song language: English
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A K-DEF exclusive |
Yeah yeah, lord, knowledge |
Uh huh, eh, lord, eh |
Look, look, huh, look |
When I relapse to the tempo |
When I take time to make it simple |
Till its tenfold and eventful |
But the man go with a dope stroll |
Like a van Gogh but no vanguard |
And a vagabond the imagine |
Not nonchalant with the orchestras |
I orchestrated, not penetrated |
And I resonated, and you can’t debate (it) |
But I’m feeling great, I’m in a good space |
I got a cold song in my system blasting |
And my window down, and my mind flowing |
And that Marvin Gaye til' I’m comatose |
I might overdose on that Sound of Soul |
With that simple love that you rather hear |
I gotta persevere, I wanna persecute |
I, said I do this like its nothing to me |
A cooler composer close the curtain |
Cursing curving the beat up |
Personal peak upon some piece |
I plead the people believe |
In need of the voice of Etta James |
So I can drown out the pain, lord |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime, Lord |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime, Lord |
I want that magical, mystifying soliloquy |
Send me something that’s real |
If I feel the seal of approval |
Boost the truth I’m loose and living |
Listening to Frankie Beverly |
Amazed the maze I made the flavor |
Forsaken this |
Shaking Satan |
Won’t cave in |
I came and I claim |
That I was exceptional |
Paid attention astutely |
By soothers smooth as masseuses |
I’m ruthless maybe relentless |
Lament the lesson they lecture |
They lace the lyrics they living |
And listen this is by children |
That feel alone for an instance |
I did I remember playing |
So Makavelli melodically |
Bother me and the people around me |
Don’t seem to care at all |
I’m in this by myself |
With no one to help or assist |
I’m convinced to testing these lives |
With the music I’m feeling fine |
Now in my mind I reminiscence |
I miss the bliss that I had |
I remember ripping on the plastic |
From 2pacalypse now |
You couldn’t tell me nothing different |
Now I’m not putting it down |
I finally found the love of my life |
And this message is over beats |
I beseech the speech |
I sing a song like Sinatra |
I’m Johnny Cash |
With these stripes on my soldier |
The trains are coming |
I’m running, huffing |
But never stop because I’m dedicated sacrificing |
I’m feeling so elated |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime |
Lord! |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime |
I want that music that was real so I could feel it for sure |
I realized that they don’t even make that shit anymore |
I want that music that was real so I could feel it for sure |
I realized that they don’t even make that shit anymore |
And I’m just trying to bring it back |
To that rap with classic galore |
We put some soul inside the sound |
So they could feel the allure |
And I’m just trying to bring it back |
To that rap with classic galore |
We put some soul inside the sound |
So they could feel the allure |
Look I’m pushing it to the limit |
Peter pan to my pen |
I picture the perfect procreation |
Appropriation of phrases |
I phase the fake with the funk |
A phase I came to just love |
Play a pun to punish them all |
With that interlude 'bout the gun |
You know: |
Packing the mac in the back of the Ac' |
Packing the mac in the back of the Ac' |
Give them the rub on the lyrical track |
I pity the moment I’m bringing them back |
I’m lining the mind in a minute a minute |
I own it, never tone it, I am alone |
In love with the music, I’m putting it first |
I’ve literally been immersed |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime Lord |
I need to rest but I got stress on my mind |
No longer sleeping |
I’ve been thinking of these pivotal rhymes |
I play some music all alone |
The tone is passing the time |
And I hear these stories and the lyrics |
The energy is sublime Lord |
Eh! |
Knowledge! |
Nigga! |
Uh huh huh, eh, eh |
«Groovin in my heart, and soul… » |