Favor K.A.A.N. (Ft. Rudy Love)

[Verse 1: K.A.A.N.]
In this bitch, I never left it
Grab some sense or intercept it
My shit clean like Chloraseptic
Every track is a reflection
Score like I'm Boomer Esaison
Landline, how I dial in
Sink or swim, I'ma dive in
Head first in the deep-end
Nigga, I done paid the price to live the life I do
No damn excuses, chuck the deuces
Kept it moving, resolution
Lookin' for the restitution
Nigga said a lot of bullshit disguised as movements
False prophets impede on the weak and hopeless
Niggas doing too much, might overdose it
Said I been in my own lane, I ain't even notice
Came up from the ground like a Rose or Lotus
Gave my heart to this shit like an organ donor
Young Wynton Marsalis, I'm a co-composer
Seen the writing's on the wall, yeah the kid is chosen
Tell him read between the lines and you might just notice
Bet I bounce back
Bet I get up
Basquiat, the way I paint my pictures
Colorful canvas, my shit look vivid
All good kings get the throne
It's all perspective, shit, to each his own
Bomb like Saddam on an enemy's home
It's a headshot to the front of your dome
It's a white flag in the war zone
Defcon 5, tell 'em "ring the alarm"
It's a drone strike to the shit you love
Clear it all out 'til it ain't no more
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