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letra de no sucka mc's - k.a.a.n.

yes lawd
knowledge, n-gg-
ah, look

[verse]
tell kato imma need about a few more beats
tryna tell the mothaf-ckas that the kid don’t sleep
you can do this sh-t the way that i do it i don’t see
i’m sacrilegious with the lyrics i’m a different breed
to break it down i give you elegance to k!ll it with speed
backpaddle, no i never took it up another level, let it breathe godd-mn it
make sure they can understand it
motivated i am more than them, i bring it to the forefront
if you got an issue i can bring it to your doorstep
i never f-ck around with these cowards they looking dormant
i try to play their songs, when i listen it sound like torture
i can never pay attention to the listener that’s torture
you do this for dependence and the [pj riders?], -ss backwards
most of these rappers are part-time
separate i leave them out of it, [apartheid?]
i can do this with my eyes closed and my hands tied
ain’t no compet-tion i should win this by a landslide
sickest motherf-cker breathing, i k!ll it they started grieving
greetings from the other side, it’s looking better from where i’m at
see i elevated like i put this in the high chair
the flow is h-lla random, my patterns done match the hi-hat
but nothing really matters i’m apathetic and overrated
double dose of dope and i slip and slide to the precipice
remediate rappers, i’m known to make them leave the premises
the premises and proclamation, boy i set the precedent
on their way to my decimation, control of my destiny
it’s simple – i’m a poet, you a p-ss-poor artist, make it evident
i’m in the minority of intelligence, the rest of them
are in the majority with the negligent
was in the voting booth, i’m writing eric b. for president
left doing donuts in the parking lot, playing paid in full till the cd skip
my middle finger out the window, watch me wave it to pedestrians and average–ss peons
they all live pathetic
born in a sh-ttier circ-mstance, i refuse to accept it
i’ve been venting on these records with a reckless abandon
treat it like a cage match, i’m the last man standing
call me jimmy superfly snuka, coming from the top rope
tryna get some fun, make it double tell them pr-nto
win this super t-tle like i’m peyton with the broncos
got the last laugh like the kid, been the blanco
talking to my n-gg- on the phone that night
reminisce about the ones that thought i wouldn’t be sh-t
but i stuck to the plan – no deviation
roll a couple ciggarillos – high aviating
i’m a patient motherf-cker, sh-t i’m used to waiting
i been studying the game, and all the innovators
go a hundred miles an hour, with no moderation
i just thought that i could see it, that’s an observation
closed off from the world, i work in isolation
i could bless you with the truth but you ain’t ready for it
i’ve got them hooked on my sh-t, we leave them better for it
i never once wrote a line about driving a foreign
’cause in reality i’m broke and i cannot afford it
but if i could, then i prolly would write about it
i’m no better nor worse, and they put me in the dirt
i’m a man in a flaw, but the flaw’s in the verse
won’t flock with the birds, i’m in tune with myself
no one does it on their own, everybody got help
with a little bit of funds and the focus ascertains
speak it all in existence, the real no fiction
the fact that i fight then lie to addiction
i’m distant and different
depict of my visceral vision
is viscous and vast like the last of addictive
lawd

they don’t seem to see the vision
i don’t think they’ll ever get it
they don’t seem to see the vision
i don’t think they’ll ever get it
they don’t seem to see the vision
i don’t think they’ll ever get it

focused i’ve been all about the work work
bless you with the real for what it’s worth worth
can’t deceive me, i’ve just seen the light light
my intents are past the shining limelight
corny rappers never get no play-round
us will take your tape and slide in playgrounds
no procrastinating, i wait to play mine
time’s the last thing i am tryin’ to waste now
focused i’ve been all about the work work
bless you with the real for what it’s worth worth
can’t deceive me, i’ve just seen the light light
my intents are past the shining limelight
corny rappers never get no play-round
us will take your tape and slide in playgrounds
no procrastinating, i wait to play mine
time’s the last thing i am tryin’ to waste now
focused i’ve been all about the work, work, work
focused i’ve been all about the work, work, work
focused i’ve been all about the work, work, work, work, work
lawd

- k a a n

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