Ridin K.A.A.N.

[Intro]
Eh, Lawd, hah, Knowledge. Knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, knowledge, nigga. Uh huh, ridin' in my, switchin’, Lawd, huh, look

[Verse 1]
Don't touch the volume or adjust the dial
Chill for a while with my faculty, I mean exactly
When I exude the heat beseech the beast or treat the beat
And this the makin' of a masterpiece
I’m motivated military mind-state that a young nigga have
And I pray I never pass and I do not have the time to relax
When I'm puttin' my life inside of a track, that's a fact
Real rap, I attack until the topic is tackled
I dabble in fine arts, you wonder where did I start
By undertaking the issue from understanding the plan
And then I'll be available I never been a nigga that would
Gain an advantage by given semantics
And sayin' somethin' I don't really mean
I’m a fiend for the truth
Your general negativity was hidden nepotism
The prism of relativity timidly you attempted
To terrorize with a sentence I see the pain in your eyes
You give an efficient vision, then pray you can survive
Propriety of the mind, our spirits never align
I’ma call it how I see it, divinity of the rhyme
My lines are a tyrannical temper tantrum of tongues
Articulate poet composin' devoted to the process
Lyrically impeccable gettin’ rid of your nonsense
The only thing that I would ever stress is the progress