Paid In Empty

(albüm: The Middle - 2017)

[K.A.A.N.:]
I said I'm back in this bitch
Bringing the flow that I got
Killing em all, yes I will
Leaving em dead where you stand
Better than most, this I know
I'm doing it all, you can see
The God of me's a master
Be the artist see that I'm all refuse to conform
When I perform it's not the norm it's a standard
Hitting innocent bystanders with this ignorant grammar
Now figure this shit out, cause I will bounce
As I leave them in awe
I resurrected on the Sabbath like a sacrificial relic
Rest in peace to the evils
I kill my pride and my ego
Leader by nature, I am
I don't think they understand
I can't complain about the cards I'm dealt
I'm playing my hand
An average man that's motivated, doing more than the most
I pick up the pen and I use it true
To give you the beautiful music
In the pursuit of happiness like where the fuck my muse is
I'm giving you all that I got
I'm taking away from the fun
Supplying a feeling they couldn't replace
You in love with the vibe
Bringing a rhythm and hit with the base
Ain't no where you could hide
I'm living a life of grandeur
Keep your hands where I can see 'em
It's signed, sealed and delivered
Riddled with nothing but apathy
After me there will be no-one, the alpha and omega
Major mistakes that they making
I spoke and I left them shook
Now they open just like a book
From the looks of things I could tell
It's irrelevancy for real
What's the deal, or perhaps a discount
Knock 'em off like a dismount
Ancient Egyptian culture, they try to figure my shit out
Chill out like in a villa
Vindicate with the villains
Free, less with a vision
Renaissance in my sentence
Sentimental descendant
I'm standing like Bernie Madoff
I'll plot and play with a caper
I'm Robin Hood with the paper
There ain't no way you could hate this
Emotionally I'm vacant
My mind has been running rampant
I fear they don't understand me
I'll never take this for granted
I pray for giving you more of me
A hopeless-ass poet shit
I feel like Jim Morrison
Idolize the legends
Wishing that we had some more of them
If sanity was free then I could probably afford the shit
Instead I'm feeling out of it
Overdosed on an Ottoman
Took a couple klonopins
Popping pills like they M&M's
I'm insane, is it evident
These kids'll do the most to make sure they become relevant
But if you preaching and you look crooked like Televangelists
The vantage point I'm speaking from is low to the Earth
It's like a spiritual birth
I stay calm, cool, and collected 'til I ride in the hearse
Just put me twelve feet deep, make sure I don't come back
And reincarnate to a problem that you don't want, blap
The fact is I'm snapping, I'm quick to attack
I'm leaving you gassed, the reason I'm mad
When I reach in the bag, no reason to yap, boom
Make 'em all feel it, you won't see 'em again, hey