Observation K.A.A.N.
"Observation" by K.A.A.N. is a hip-hop track released in 2021. The lyrics explore themes of introspection, societal critique, and personal growth, showcasing K.A.A.N.'s sharp lyrical prowess. The song features intricate wordplay and a dynamic flow, emphasizing authenticity. Its cultural impact lies in its relatable message and K.A.A.N.'s rising prominence in the hip-hop scene. #HipHop
[Verse 1]
Ain't been long but we right back
I smoke backwoods not zig-zags
Big puff, big status like Sean Combs back in '96
I was motivated, watch the time tick
Way we cultivated shit, it's timeless
I gotta pick up the pen and remind 'em
I'm going in, my shit raw like no condom
I make a massacre, Hotel Rwanda
Back on my shit, back in my zone
Dictating like I'm Idi Amin
Colorblind, all I see is the green
Tell 'em pick a side, bitch it's you or I
Tell 'em level up 'til we eye to eye
Never, neverland where you niggas live
No coming down from here
I'm magnificent, the omnipotent, the prophecies fulfillment
This instalment, brand new proclamations for the indoctrination
These are words, take them as no more than just my observations
Reading the code of silence in my isolation
Hyperfocused sound inside the iso chamber
Slight arrangement, add a couple more steps to the process but I'll never change up
Niggas is malnourished, poor diet, edible and audible
The game shifted, switched up, I had to call an audible
I almost slipped, sloppy, sipping from a flask of Clase Azul
Smoking weed with my rasta crew, we do the impossible
Providin' the mayhem 'til the day end
From the A.M to the P.M I'ma WWE niggas
I'ma piledrive when I see niggas
I'ma Dale Earnhardt speed with it
I'ma take the fall before I leave nigga
Getting hella greedy, had to go and get it
I'ma take the mozzarella and the cheddar while the pan hot
Watching out for all the landmines
Planning on building an empire, make it sky-high in my spare time
Tell 'em I feel like a king, tell 'em I feel like a God
Terrorize you and your squad, like a montage
All headshots, tell 'em R.I.P with this monologue
Ain't been long but we right back
I smoke backwoods not zig-zags
Big puff, big status like Sean Combs back in '96
I was motivated, watch the time tick
Way we cultivated shit, it's timeless
I gotta pick up the pen and remind 'em
I'm going in, my shit raw like no condom
I make a massacre, Hotel Rwanda
Back on my shit, back in my zone
Dictating like I'm Idi Amin
Colorblind, all I see is the green
Tell 'em pick a side, bitch it's you or I
Tell 'em level up 'til we eye to eye
Never, neverland where you niggas live
No coming down from here
I'm magnificent, the omnipotent, the prophecies fulfillment
This instalment, brand new proclamations for the indoctrination
These are words, take them as no more than just my observations
Reading the code of silence in my isolation
Hyperfocused sound inside the iso chamber
Slight arrangement, add a couple more steps to the process but I'll never change up
Niggas is malnourished, poor diet, edible and audible
The game shifted, switched up, I had to call an audible
I almost slipped, sloppy, sipping from a flask of Clase Azul
Smoking weed with my rasta crew, we do the impossible
Providin' the mayhem 'til the day end
From the A.M to the P.M I'ma WWE niggas
I'ma piledrive when I see niggas
I'ma Dale Earnhardt speed with it
I'ma take the fall before I leave nigga
Getting hella greedy, had to go and get it
I'ma take the mozzarella and the cheddar while the pan hot
Watching out for all the landmines
Planning on building an empire, make it sky-high in my spare time
Tell 'em I feel like a king, tell 'em I feel like a God
Terrorize you and your squad, like a montage
All headshots, tell 'em R.I.P with this monologue
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