People dont wanna listen to knowledge or a story, as he says in the song, "cus that's all these stupid motherfuckers want, dont show your skill, I need a melody and a catchy hook." Its a shame people dont listen more in depth, but hey were the lucky few that get to listen to this straight fire.
@@SoaringShade people listen to j.cole and say damn hes the best lyricist or eminem lmao people stupid and people still think eminem is the fastest rapper
Maybe 1pac definitely not the famous 2pac thats for sure, vocals were meh, could have gone hard with better production, and a beat that wasn't half assed and actually followed his flow, you can see with most of kaan's music, the only problems with some songs are production or bad features, you never see kaan have a bad song, some vocals have been weird or meh, but never bad, on the other hand this is a song where a better producer could have brought life to this song
I heard that little shoutout to Logic. ayyyyyyyy "Gimme some sense but a lot of it 'Til I'm mentally out of it Folding under the pressure but let me fade away"
Best flow I've heard my whole life. You deserve to be famous. Just heard a song from you today and looked you up and I like every song you wrote. Music is a great outlook not just for artist but for people like me who listen to music to get that feeling that songs give you when they sound like yours do. Thanks for making music, I hope you don't give up because if the right set of ears hear this you are gonna blow up.
Eh, lawd Knowledge Get my motherfucking tone right in this bitch Lawd, eh Knowledge, where the fuck have you been? Bitch I do the work of two men No, it never ends I just play the hand I was dealt Shit, we had to get it by ourselves Nigga, don't nobody help Everybody watching from the side They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die Fuck it, let the hatred multiply I said I've been ready from the jump Now, can I tell you what I want? [Verse 1] Gimme some sense but a lot of it 'Til I'm mentally out of it Folding under the pressure but let me fade away Attributing all my abilities I'm quick to allocate Don't agitate my spirit I'm temperamental and terrifying Verify my legacy Lyrically a legend I'm a living legend, left for dead, before I had to honor them I call it like I see it, redirect if I don't like it Resurrect the realer feeling I rape and pillage Like a viking, god damn! I don't make excuses I just go and get it I fortify the figure four, I put them in submission Now place myself in a position so we can achieve Little have an guava juice and now look at the p's It's magnifique, the masterpiece that we present to see A surgeon seizure runs the peace of mind that you contain I want the happiness that all these mother fuckers preach I do relate, I hesitate to meditate with higher entities I'm moderately incoherent I sit in the crossfire spaced out Boy, I think I lost my mind, I must've tried to buy the corridor I ran around the corner I had a color-coordinated hallucination I'm seeing double then I stumble to another step Give me a minute I ain't even close to finish yet We dumb it down to be received by the incompetent Lawd, eh [Pre-Hook] Let me take ya back to '09 Ain't nobody really give a fuck Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 [Hook] Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row [Verse 2] They sentenced me to 25, threw me in a cell And mentally I feel like I'm stuck in a living hell I can't excel or elevate Got a nigga stagnant And stipulate the steady purpose Execute my person I execute efficiently Then I make a decision Explicitly spilling My feelings I keep them far away And homie I'm just trying to live, don't want to die today So I get lost inside the beats it's like a hide away But I just want to find my soul nigga how you do? It's all praise on the most high, Hallelujah Breathe like Woo-Saa Do it bout a few times, woo child All these other motherfuckers futile Useless baby Watch me step it up a level Leave them all in disbelief I lead, I never break a leg Like I asked someone but then I gave up Can't quit, came back like a junkie for another fix I feel like a poking Won't somebody please believe me? How come every time I lead is when they tell me that need me Greedy people like "pretty please won't you appease it for the moment Nigga We could give a fuck about your pain What the hell is hurt Don't you understand that your worth is not connected to your last hit? Now make another one, quick! I need it fast nigga But don't do all the fast rap that back nigga And don't forget to say nigga about a million times" Keep your vocabulary as large as a grain of salt Cause that's the only thing these stupid motherfuckers want Don't show your skill I need a melody and a catchy hook You get me that and we can get a generation hooked Tell them everything to do except for read a book Then fabricate a faulty life you know you never lived Well if the training influenced, well I say ignorance The future's fucking hopeless nigga Don't nobody give a shit! Lawd! [Pre-Hook] Let me take ya back to '09 Ain't nobody really give a fuck Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 [Hook] Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Ho! Lawd! [Outro] Knowledge, where the fuck have you been? Bitch I do the work of two men No, it never ends I just play the hand I was dealt Shit, we had to get it by ourselves Nigga, don't nobody help Everybody watching from the side They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die Fuck it, let the hatred multiply I said I've been ready from the jump Lawd! Eh! Knowledge! Nigga! Lawd!
Looking past the actual song for a second - the production in this video is amazing! Everything has been choreographed to perfection and the use of bobbing the camera to emulate the feel throughout the video is absolutely jaw dropping! Don't even get me started on the editing for this video. Congrats to Josh and Logan you've produced a fucking masterclass video.
Look I don’t consider my self a critic, but I grew up in the early 90s when rap was in its best stage. I remember growing up and my parents had PAC, Biggie, Mobb Deep, Eminem and others playing on our cassette tap so I have had a passions for the genre for 30 years. When I first heard KAAN 10 years ago I was blown away and was instantly hooked. I’ve almost broke down every lyric he has written and studied his craft. But, this song right here is literally my favorite. Man every single word he spits is bone chilling and my favorite lyric he says is “It's magnifique, the masterpiece that we present to see A surgeon seizure runs the peace of mind that you contain I want the happiness that all these mother fuckers preach I do relate, I hesitate to meditate with higher entities I'm moderately incoherent I sit in the crossfire spaced out” really read that and let it sink in
THIS IS CRAZY.... THE VISUALS ARE CRAZY. DON'T STOP DOING YOUR THING, YOUR KILLING IT. YOUR GOING TO MAKE IT, YOUR ALMOST THERE KEEP GOING UNTIL YOU REACH YOUR GOAL
SwagyTracks introduced me to K.A.A.N last year and since then he's blown up so fast. Gonna be supporting him till the day he stops whatever path he takes, he spits pure passion in every lyrics in every song.
he speaks real lyrics about how new rap is polluting the young minds of this generation, this is always running through my mind, and im afraid we can't stop it.
That angels sample is used so damn well. Also, KAAN is probably one of the modern GOATs of like the 2010s at the least, but being mad slept on. This shit is too goddamn good, absolute lava
honestly i respect you so much, like the lyrics give a message ,and some ppl just listen to the flow... yea its great flow,but the amount of time it must take you to right these things is amazing....respect -respectfull #1 fanxD
bruh why is everyone sleeping on this guy holy shit. & why is it that rappers most people are unfamiliar with are sick af?? I mean there's still good rappers that are well known too, but damn 🔥🔥
2020 and still get into arguments over why this Man NEEDS to blow up, kids these days are literally dumb as shit because this man is sooo fire lmao deserves to be universally praised or at least not as underrated as he is, it's sad
I honestly don't know why you arnt the most famous artist in the world. I've been sharing your music with everyone I know and trying to make you famous
{Intro} Eh, lawd Knowledge Get my motherfucking tone right in this bitch Lawd, eh Knowledge, where the fuck have you been? Bitch I do the work of two men No, it never ends I just play the hand I was dealt Shit, we had to get it by ourselves Nigga, don't nobody help Everybody watching from the side They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die Fuck it, let the hatred multiply I said I've been ready from the jump Now, can I tell you what I want? {Verse 1} Gimme some sense but a lot of it 'Til I'm mentally out of it Folding under the pressure but let me fade away Attributing all my abilities I'm quick to allocate Don't agitate my spirit I'm temperamental and terrifying Verify my legacy Lyrically a legend I'm a living legend, left for dead, before I had to honor them I call it like I see it, redirect if I don't like it Resurrect the realer feeling I rape and pillage Like a viking, god damn! I don't make excuses I just go and get it I fortify the figure four, I put them in submission Now place myself in a position so we can achieve Little have an guava juice and now look at the p's It's magnifique, the masterpiece that we present to see A surgeon seizure runs the peace of mind that you contain I want the happiness that all these mother fuckers preach I do relate, I hesitate to meditate with higher entities I'm moderately incoherent I sit in the crossfire spaced out Boy, I think I lost my mind, I must've tried to buy the corridor I ran around the corner I had a color-coordinated hallucination I'm seeing double then I stumble to another step Give me a minute I ain't even close to finish yet We dumb it down to be received by the incompetent Lawd, eh {Pre-Hook} Let me take ya back to '09 Ain't nobody really give a fuck Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 {Hook} Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row {Verse 2} They sentenced me to 25, threw me in a cell And mentally I feel like I'm stuck in a living hell I can't excel or elevate Got a nigga stagnant And stipulate the steady purpose Execute my person I execute efficiently Then I make a decision Explicitly spilling My feelings I keep them far away And homie I'm just trying to live, don't want to die today So I get lost inside the beats it's like a hide away But I just want to find my soul nigga how you do? It's all praise on the most high, Hallelujah Breathe like Woo-Saa Do it bout a few times, woo child All these other motherfuckers futile Useless baby Watch me step it up a level Leave them all in disbelief I lead, I never break a leg Like I asked someone but then I gave up Can't quit, came back like a junkie for another fix I feel like a poking Won't somebody please believe me? How come every time I lead is when they tell me that need me Greedy people like "pretty please won't you appease it for the moment Nigga We could give a fuck about your pain What the hell is hurt Don't you understand that your worth is not connected to your last hit? Now make another one, quick! I need it fast nigga But don't do all the fast rap that back nigga And don't forget to say nigga about a million times" Keep your vocabulary as large as a grain of salt Cause that's the only thing these stupid motherfuckers want Don't show your skill I need a melody and a catchy hook You get me that and we can get a generation hooked Tell them everything to do except for read a book Then fabricate a faulty life you know you never lived Well if the training influenced, well I say ignorance The future's fucking hopeless nigga Don't nobody give a shit! Lawd! {Pre-Hook} Let me take ya back to '09 Ain't nobody really give a fuck Back and forth the work my stomach hurt cause I ain't ate in about a week My nigga Imma need a motherfucking plate Hop up in the whip man lets get high and ride Take a trip and then prepare to see the other side Screaming motherfuck 'em all until the day I die Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 {Hook} Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Bitch I feel like Makaveli back in '95 Sign my name up on the dotted line And put me on the row Ho! Lawd! {Outro} Knowledge, where the fuck have you been? Bitch I do the work of two men No, it never ends I just play the hand I was dealt Shit, we had to get it by ourselves Nigga, don't nobody help Everybody watching from the side They don't wanna see a youngun rise, they rather see a nigga die Fuck it, let the hatred multiply I said I've been ready from the jump Lawd! Eh! Knowledge! Nigga! Lawd!
