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Audio Murder
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K.A.A.N.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, it was a cold blooded, pre-meditated murder." Never heard something that's this absurd Audible murder in the third degree Brought 'em in then into a frica**ee Fan inflates to inhale the heat Get away from my kitchen if you can't take the humidity It's dark in hell, it's hot, I let 'em rot beneath my f**king feet See under the circ*mstances, I raise the standards and stand alone For this type of dialect, to decipher you need Rosеtta Stone My head is a war zone, I go Rambo, I feel likе Sly Stallone A literal kamikaze, all carbon copies I kill the clone Celebrated on TV, e-mail, CC, retweet, keep the receipt Repeat, repeat, don't you believe, don't buy bullsh*t, that's E.B.T Not human, I'm more like E.T. royalty like Nefert**i TNT, B-O-M-B, behead you, you no longer breathe Feeling the energy shifting with sentences, said I'ma send him a similar syllabus Set up the syllables, make it invisible, I'ma go in until I see the pinnacle Prodigal pen with the pies, pivotal, kick it the most when you doin' the minimal Never distracted by data or numbers, the motive is moving, I'm reaching the summit I'm an outlier, a top-notch prize fighter My att**ude's nothing to lose like I'm a lifer, housed to Rikers, third striker, [?] I shine bright like headlights and highlighters It'll get a little rocky ASAP just like Rihanna's fetus Whenever I speak, they clap, that's onomatopoeia When it comes to rap, I snap, damn I leaked a litre Let my people eat while I burn leeches, compose speeches that'll leave you speechless and sleepless What's up under my sleeve is something so deceiving, it shock your system and cease your breathing I'm the reason you should rehearse your verse before you speak 'em Call the nurse, call the doctor, call the pastor, call the deacon I could get a***ytical and give you a logical method to explain the madness A matter of mathematics with offensive pattern Put a fork in the b*t*h when I'm finished The way that I'm spitting, I need to go seek a dentist From the mouths of the bench like it's calisthenics Said you couldn't catch me if you're weak winded On my worst day I'm in first place, give 'em first aid, you're in need of it I resuscitate 'em, blood circulating, heart palpitations, 'bout to save the patient Put 'em under the knife, I do surgery, surgically make an incision Insisting I'm really ready chopping like machetes, flowing like I'm Fetty I go over your head when I feed 'em the medicine, give 'em the sedative Put 'em to bed where they numbing the pain if it's relative Most of these motherf**kers on the quest to be relevant No I do not feel the sentiment if it ain't about my betterment Fully aware that I am in a dirty game, for the fame people change Women lie, men lie, the numbers get re-arranged in the name of unspeakable things I really [?], surging, gotta watch for the serpents lurking But this sh*t is a circus like Barnum & Bailey's It's certain, that I will rise up from the ash, [?] , I flew right past Go to the max, I won't relax Release these flows, I do just that Believe the ground I walk, it crack, that's to the core, I make impact Gotta shift like tectonics, giving out content, gotta reach every continent I'ma kill 'em with no conscience, unresponsive to all of these consequences Roundhouse kick at your sh*t to make you flip take you out of it I could make you slip your disk, I don't miss, I hit you then slit your wrist Like a real cease and desist, make you quit Inquisitive minds insist that I get back on my sh*t just like this, and I'm staying on top of it Topical topics they giving, they're tiring I live in the lion's den, I'm battling with the beasts never the novices Avoiding the politics, all of the hypocrites, all of the heretics The rhetoric that they give, I don't believe in the sh*t like an atheist My faith is in two words, six letters, that's Hip Hop No cross over, flip flop, mainstream d**kriding Kissing c*ck with a French liplock until it drip drop Looking to get ahead but instead you came up with nothing They wanted the glory, they wanted the fame, 'cause it goes together when it's one in the same And they wanted the money to get through the shame, it's embarra**ing giving up morals for fame And you running in circles, you going away, gotta find a direction that put you into position Play the victim and put you into submission, there's a feeling of defeat The reality you see, realizing you won't be at the top, it's appalling At the end of the world it's really a small thing, you are no king In the deep end with a small boat, if you can't swim then you will sink and you will drown When it goes down, I am one of the ones that is profound So it's me, myself and I like pronouns, prolific profile I noticed the way that they feeling my style, that's no coincidence Connected to the gift of the spirit like it's Corinthians I'm giving a ceremonial rebirth like it's a christening I've risen to the task to attain the skill to ama**, to amuse the ma**es and ma**es I mastered the art of rap, it's a mastercla** with a winner Like Master Splinter, I taught 'em young The best is yet to come, this a marathon that I run Ready to regulate like the CDC or Nate Dogg and Warren G These flows like CPR, that's a breath of fresh air I make 'em breathe On point like CP3, how you handle sh*t is a major key My rhyme schemes intricate, in succession of notes like a motif The re-occurring symbol, it's simple but yet it's seldom seen It's something so serene but it's really cerebral As you see, that's elementary like 1-2-3 or learn the A-B-C's They pondering the possibility of what it really means One of the fan favourites, one of the game hated, one of they foul flagrant Running around with the devil like I'm Van Halen I am reporting live like I'm Van Lathan from the local station Spreading that sound all across the nation, let the people play it You see the way I am displaying abilities only given to a few And I'm chosen, they chilling, they fake, you can feel it In fact it's a formula that I have fortified The flows'll leave you mortified, a fortress that I've built inside The lines of the composition, pay attention to the rhythm Yes god Knowledge, n***a "But remember, don't hesitate to call on me for anything."
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