K.A.A.N.
Still
[Verse 1]
Swear to god I got a skill that can kill oh lawd
You can check the fucking record we have done it ourselves
Me and all of my companions built the foundation
A bit of ingenuity and a lot of dedication
It's all independent on the original flare
I feel the energy collapse when I move along
As I correct the composition for the sake of your soul
My vernacular consuming
N***a letting it go
I've been the cynical pessimist
So I try to stay positive in the personal interest
I deliver the sentence with the sentimental value from the past
My brain playin' Keith Murray
The most beautifullest thing in the world is the interesting flow I got
Had the shot and I took it I'm never standing around
I'm looking for a serious opportunity to pursue
I pick a position to play my cadence is so vicious
East 1999, Bone Thugs shit, I spit it double time
So it's evident you can't fuck with me
That was relative to the rhetoric that I render
Reluctantly I release it with new faith revealed
Reverse the verse to refine me define the meaning of real
Got me feeling like a goddamn king oh lawd
But my aspirations aren't materialistic I'm a simple man
And very minimalistic
Couldn't tell from the flow cause it was sick and sadistic
Man these rappers about as sweet as the Kiwi Mistic
Heard them n***as got the keys boy please just miss me
Said I used to be submissive but now I dismiss the bullshit
It's bad for your health high fructose corn syrup
Hypertension hyperventilating when I hear
Herd the sheep to a cliff they can jump in a group
That's a suicide pact but they missing me to
Like n***a the joint gold but my shit dope too
Hit them with the stale face
I disappear from reality I really wanna live in my zone
Wrote another monologue
Add it to my catalog
Let a n***a catapult and calculate my fucking effort making sure it's calibrated I could make it but I know I tell the world I've been devoted so I got to keep my focus so I pray the perseverance on display pays off God damn
[Bridge]
N***a fallin' I've been slipping on the daily (On the daily)
Out my mind got a n***a going crazy (Going crazy)
'Fore I close my eyes and go to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope Jahova hear me
Hoe I hold it down you best believe I

[Chorus x2]
I still roll around smoking weed
Like I used to
I still ride around bumping Spitter
Like I used to
I still work alone Solitude
Like I used to
But this some brand new shit
Something they ain't used to

[Verse 2]
I can package you a pair
Coming out the complications
The preparation is a process please pardon
I put the parenthesis is a pivotal spot
I purposely propose a proposition to all of my people
Got a perfect alliteration I wrote it in my steeple
Second coming of the Father
Resurrection like the sequel
They decipher every noun but never understand the meaning Mr. Avant Garde
I'm a sheriff bastiat and not abiding to the rules or regulations resonating with the regular patrons
That is stuck in the matrix when I run out of patience
I proceed to barate you see to brigate
The gaze engage against the grain protect the culture
Not precocious rage like Zacharias De La Rocha writes a hook
Like Oscar De La Hoya pain inside his mind confined no one Goddamn
[Bridge]
N***a fallin' I've been slipping on the daily (On the daily)
I'm a mona got a n***a going crazy (Going crazy)
'Fore I close my eyes and go to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
I hope Jahova hears me
Hoe I hold it down you best believe I

[Chorus x2]
I still roll around smoking weed
Like I used to
I still ride around bumping Spitter
Like I used to
I still work alone Solitude
Like I used to
But this some brand new shit
Something they ain't used to