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mask off rmx - k.a.a.n. lyrics

knowledge, nigga
i ain’t do that panda shit
i’m gonna do this, let’s do it
lawd

[verse 1]
aye look, i start this shit the same way i end it
you confused if you think i’m finished
take a noose and lynch all these rappers
you and i, no we are not alike
see, you the type to do this shit for fame
and me, well i’m insane, i could’ve never changed
i swear that all these pussy rappers, they’re the same
they keep the shitty message with a phony smile
they got their diamonds out, that’s for the photo-op
them niggas dry snitchin like they robo-cop
but they should be ashamed the way they lie to y’all, all al dente
been done
i’m more al bundy, that’s apathetic
with ted bundy, k!ll everything
i’m like papa john’s and no syndicate
oh, you dope as f-ck? well that’s interesting
well i’ll be your judge and auf wiedersehen
and i’ll be the same when i’m seeing that gain
and nigga f-ck that shit, i need a monument
a middle finger to a back-handed compliment
i took it up a couple levels with the consciousness
stupid motherf-ckers thinkin’ they can conjure this
genocide like the hotel rwanda shit
i feel at home like i’m livin in uganda b-tch
that’s the motherland, most of these rappers the dirty man
mumblin’, stumblin’, stutterin’
i ain’t hear what you said, can you come again?
oh, a line about women you c-mming in
got a line of them hoes and they comin’ in?
got a lot of them b-tches, just bring em in
take a pint and mix it with the lemon-lime
sip it ’til you’re comatose and feelin’ fine
your favorite rapper does it for the inspiration
oh, he does it for the inspiration?
i don’t know about anybody that’s been poppin’ percocets because they listen to future
i just know a couple people that grew up as scholars and turned into losers
steal from their mothers and brothers
the almighty dollar, their addiction, what they covet
run in your house before you knew whodunit
take the food out your mouth and the kitchen cupboard
with the topics that you’re covering in your lyrics
like the end is here i know you niggas fear it
when the rapture come it sound like teen spirit
i hear gabriel playin’ his horn now
check this shit here, it’s a war now
we got that shit anymore huh
me, myself, and i, of course bruh
i treat this shit like a sport, i
would play your songs but that’s torture
i relieve the stress with a tour jet
you’ve never jumped off the porch black
nah, nah, nah
see, me? i was never lackin’
with the flows a-packin’
let the hateful eight and minnie’s haberdashery
been inside the room, that’s where my habitat is
because i avoid it all like trump with the taxes
couldn’t go to college
i ain’t get my master’s
still the b-st-rd i knew i was
i dropped out and got right to it
heard actions speak
and i’m quite fluent
shit stupid is as stupid does
but that stuff y’all love is remedial, lawd

[verse 2]
i guess i’ll run a couple hundred miles again
i’m only giving you a negative opinion dependin up on the feelin’
i would love to put a villain and vindicate with the image of emmet till tellin’ stories of glory
i gotta get it
rather talk about the best when they can’t even tell the difference
when i see it with my eyes then i’ll believe it
shit, my nigga i was focused on the craft
you know the leadership, my nigga
you was pourin up a liter gettin thrown to the left
i was plottin’ on my own lord, hell to the yes
patience darling, pace yourself, believe in something
faith can help
the almighty i’m praying to, so there’s no one that i cater to
with a little work, i know i’ll make it through
i say grace and then move
high stakes never takin’ no food off of my plate
i stay spittin the real to make em migrate
i can’t live in the moment this shit is planned out
you can’t f-ck with the kid, i feel like the man now
one shot, hit up my dude and make him stand out
a1, top of the list, i feel like i stand out
all me, nobody helped or gave a hand out
yeah, nobody helped or gave a hand out

[outro]
lawd, yeah knowledge nigga
conquer it
man i conquer it
no need to flex, ain’t no need to flex
i never stress, i said b-tch i never stress
x2

- k a a n lyrics

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