Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Take Me Back , by - K.A.A.N.. Release date: 02.09.2021
Song language: English
Take Me Back |
| Running like Bo Jackson, looking for routes, I seem to pass 'em |
| the flow 'cause this style is a classic |
| I revised it for the bastards |
| I am a master, still connected with my passion |
| Longevity, I’m outlasting |
| You could imagine, quantifying all the rations |
| I don’t think that you could fathom |
| Feeling rejuvenated, I breathe life, insight |
| Tell 'em my story, it gotta sound right |
| Shit that I’m giving soundbites |
| Swimming inside of the water with sharks, I’m hitting my mark |
| These motherfuckers are all bark with no bite, all hype |
| Coupla, gotta rewrite |
| Stoking the flame to get the heat high |
| Holding your breath until you deep dive |
| Spitting the real to make 'em revise |
| Let them realize, my potential never had no limits |
| Tell 'em I will stay in the race until it’s finished |
| All the bullshit a nigga gotta diminish, replenish |
| These rhymes never had a disclaimer |
| I’m a lion tamer, living in the jungle |
| You’re an entertainer, you don’t wanna rumble |
| Battle with these skills and you might get humbled |
| Your plans all crumble, your foundation is gonna tumble |
| Rise from the rubble like a phoenix |
| I could set the scene, obscene, I seen it |
| In a different league, nah nigga we ain’t teammates |
| I wanna make a play but they’re waiting on the replay, debate |
| I don’t feel shit, I am numb to the core |
| Dedicated, I am staying the course |
| Motivated by the singular source |
| And I’m back in the gym with the pen like a sport |
| Pray I’m forgiven for all of my sins |
| Did what I had to do to get a Benz |
| I don’t believe in the concept of friends |
| Niggas’ll fold and leave in the end |
| I never break, I’m refusing to bend |
| Tell 'em I’m working from ten to ten |
| Did it before and I’ll do it again |
| Who do I trust, just me |
| Pray I’m forgiven for all of my sins |
| Did what I had to do to get a Benz |
| I don’t believe in the concept of friends |
| Niggas’ll fold and leave in the end |
| I never break, I’m refusing to bend |
| Tell 'em I’m working from ten to ten |
| Did it before and I’ll do it again |
| Who do I trust, just me |
| It really ain’t complicated |
| The way that I adjust to the situation |
| I was tryna live it up, high as a spaceship |
| My mind evasive, my time I refuse to waste it |
| My hotline jammed from the songs I’m making |
| Real deal, you a fraud, I can tell you faking |
| I’m a renaissance man running outta patience |
| I was last but I kept with the pace, I’m up now |
| with past, tryna score the touchdown |
| They really want test my condition |
| And I’m running circles round niggas with the gift again |
| I got top ten drive, my speed, my vibe |
| Don’t believe your ears, don’t believe your eyes |
| Giving into your fears, what a nice surprise |
| I cannot see the red like a fucking sunrise |
| Niggas move backwards, going counter clockwise |
| Go against the tide and go against the grain |
| No we are not the same, I ain’t familiar wit' ya |
| These broad strokes’ll paint a bigger picture |
| Go deep like a motherfucking ditch digger |
| My reach, my speech, these words I teach |
| They fiend, they leach, they feed, they feast |
| They suck you dry then let you leak |
| That’s human nature in it’s purest form |
| Internal battles, I’m forever torn |
| Baptized, I am now reborn |
| You a carbon copy, you another spawn |
| I’m tryna right my wrongs to correct my karma |
| Still half and half like an Arnold Palmer |
| One side is live and one side is calmer |
| Murder this shit, nigga what’s the problem? |
| Pray I’m forgiven for all of my sins |
| Did what I had to do to get a Benz |
| I don’t believe in the concept of friends |
| Niggas’ll fold and leave in the end |
| I never break, I’m refusing to bend |
| Tell 'em I’m working from ten to ten |
| Did it before and I’ll do it again |
| Who do I trust, just me |
| Pray I’m forgiven for all of my sins |
| Did what I had to do to get a Benz |
| I don’t believe in the concept of friends |
| Niggas’ll fold and leave in the end |
| I never break, I’m refusing to bend |
| Tell 'em I’m working from ten to ten |
| Did it before and I’ll do it again |
| Who do I trust, just me |