Kaancepts

[Intro]

Kaan, Kaan

[Verse]

'Nother psychotic episode, I need my medication

Hyperventilating, 'bout to have a panic attack in public

Discussing this with the publicist while I'm meditating

All I spit is heat, so is this room properly ventilated?

I'm killing your high the way that I murder a track, I never relax

You feel like you fucking with me and my flow, but you isn't my nigga that shit is a rap

Supplying a relevant fact, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back

I'm putting that right in your face just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing

Disperse a curse, that's a MRSA for certain, I've been conversing

Confirming your inadvertent conversion within this version

Coercion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion

Assured it while I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities

I even said that last line insecurely

That's the second time that I wrote to this the potent is pouring out of my pores 'til the potion become proportionate force an abortion that’s purer than porcelain fortune abortion

I found within an assortment of force for fornication facilitating

A formulation of duress in a compilation

Predicted the proclamation, perfect my mental projectable

Vitamin fortified it's, injectable, not digestible

Address the microphone with the tone of any professional

Impress with impeccable lines, every time, it's incredible

My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher

You pompous imposter, que pasa papa? I did it proper

While eating penne and pasta, call the doctor, I'm obliterating

While reiterating this honest pronunciation

Of reciprocation, the eloquation within my innovation

You should hasten all that replication, this is elevation

Like an application, I need to see your credentials

Massage a pen and my pencil, get loose on an instrumental

With sentimental, incidental, the sound was more intrusive

Wasn't conducive, I'll be the one never losing, coming at me with illusions, and never confuse it

I wanted to just set the fuse, and given the realest of muse, never to be able to use it

There was no way to refuse it, given the voice said that it uses

But when I wanted 'em all in a piece in that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat that I'm making

I'm breaking, I'm giving them all I can say

But I do understand that the music is fake, created itself in order to relate

They love it or hate it, the minute we make it, we putting it out for the people to take it, and never would lead you astray?

A talent that I might display? We give it a round of applause

I said I'm trying to make the motherfucking world rise

With the rhymes that I comprise, the lyrics synchronize

The song compartmentalize, now watch it photosynthesize

Still in that state of infancy, I'm not looking for empathy

Why the fuck would you envy me? Empty the automatic for enemies at the embassy

Emphasizing the motion created within the energy

Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity

Venturing to divinity

Da Vinci with the vision, delivered with ill intention

But if you don't pay attention, I'm placing you in detention

Without an honorable mention, your ranks are filled with dissension, my bars are filled with dimensions

Demented like it's dementia descending upon defenders

For pinning a pawn dependent depicted within this sentence

I'm a mild man, a pacifist, massacring the masochists

Murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts

They'd probably give a better effort if they knew what really counts

But if you keep it real and build, then you'll put bills in your accounts

I'm not a mathematician — this written arithmetic

So I'ma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons

If (y = mx + me), then I must be

An MC that's obscene in my scene, but must see

I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages

The 3.14 pi divided with savages

This ain't a dead democracy, my flow's totalitarian

Battling with barbarians, buried them barely breathin'

While coughing, wheezing with heathens, I'm digging ditches and heaving

Dirt over my left shoulder, you introduce a Jehovah

Suppose a foe that's in front of me started running and stumbling

Mumbling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist

And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions

Insisting on silence for this crucifixion

The victim was tortured for hours, scorched by a blowtorch till the torso burns to a fricassee

And now I'm carving all of the flesh, what's left of it's crispily

I'm vividly visualizing my victory

I puncture the vascular vein down to the main artery

The smell of death induces vomiting, I'm violent with the bayonet

Filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence

I'm pulling out his canines, molars, and bicuspids

While following in the footsteps of all of my fucking idols

From Jack the Ripper to John Wayne Gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer

The Black Dahlia killer and even the Cleveland Butcher

Who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision

Even though I'm only kidding, I've lost faith in the music

And every song that I hear is amusing, it's so confusing

You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon

Give him a clown costume with the floppy shoes and the red nose

And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes

Perpetuating an image that no one can afford

Ain't you motherfuckers sick of that unoriginal ignorance?

I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different

Just open up your ears when I appear and start listening

It's K.A.A.N.

[Outro]

I shall leave you as you left me

As you left her

Alone for all eternity, at the center of a dead planet

Buried alive buried alive

Kaan, Kaan