K.A.A.N. - Time lyrics

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K.A.A.N. - Time lyrics

[Intro] Eh, lawd Nawledge, n***a [Hook] I'm more than over the sh**s [?] Smoke a fully loaded clip Get the f** out of my way, stay the hell out of my vision Y'all be wasting my time, my time, my time Get the f** out of my face, and stay the hell out of my way I'm never wasting my time, my time, my time [Verse 1] Tripping off a little dope i call it meditation I took a bit too much, i'm on a vacation k**ing every brain cell, my mind's vacaded Very aware that the water is getting deeper and i just might drown Found peace in the beats i'm depending on Now turn that motherf**er up so i can function boy The half dead backpack spitta comin' out of Maryland [?] Embarra**ed to bury your sh** is dope but it varies [?] I made a murder and pillaged pitiful people imported [?] I put my all in the flow, sick and they already know [?] [?] and force 'em all to submit [?] Cynical son of a b**h and never repent for his sins [?] I'm in a state of somber Refused to be sober But decide for yourself, i will never condone this Do as i say n***a not as i done Attention for being rolemodels for them No one ever had it, i'm a man with flaws And you won't ever see me change 'cause the camera's on I'm still rolling by myself a n***a never had a crew With all the sh** that i recruit, i said it came from the work How the f** can i forget it when it's all that i'm concerned 'bout Now i'm the man but last year i was lame Suicidal bars i wrote by my pain Well look at y'all change This sh** is insane Lawd [Hook] [Verse 2] Give me a moment in the glory of the almighty But if you looking for a n***a you know where to find me I sacrifice all of my time i pay attention to it I got the blueprint i'm using my sk** to make it happen I'm only focused on the goals i never see distractions I'm having panic attacks and praying that i'll make it out At least alive with a little bit of hope left Lord knows that a n***a feeling hopeless I gotta get it by any means i am obsessed But nothing's ever good enough i'm thinking what's next Maybe I missed a couple lines in the subtext Is there a guarantee that i will ever be next A different pedigree a higher caliber again The talent that i was given you'll never understand It was a blessing from the gods and its a gift of gab I got a sicker style My sh**'s subliminal I bet you feel me now Lawd Nawledge n***a