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k.a.a.n. - jazz flute lyrics

[intro]
yeah
uhu
lawd
yeah
aight, look

i said i
[hook] x2
don’t believe in my dreams
i no longer live with a p-ssion
i’ve asked the lord to forgive me
for wasting all of my talent
the spirit that i possess is polluded by insecurity
[?] by reality, my predicament worries me

[verse 1]
hurry now come and see the plane crash
before this person p-sses a verse from my past
about [?] pacifying the m-sses
i’ve mastered the art of wearing a mask for public perception
perplexed by this [?] pessimistically push a message
m-ssaging the egos of all the evil deceitful decrepits
somehow i’ve learned to use all my words as a weapon
so as i’m forming this sentence i’m sensing your sensitivity
[?] with the other side
i’ve decided to silence my sanity with this suicidal secretion
i seronate with [?] cynically
i will sacrifice appet-te for destruction
with apparent all descretion, confessing [?]
you the mothaf-cking real n-gg- right
[?]
said it must be nice, when the story that you giving is a lie
and the feeling inside that you been fighting
[?]
they got a n-gg- feeling like tyson
you better not come out in the first round [?]
down to the ground and you amount to the expectation [?]
a monster to someone in relation of more temptation [?]
[?] bust but i thrust into true elevation
defining the fans their position [?]
dependent upon the amount of energy that was given
i take a definitive stance on what it means
everything [?] what it seems, when you following a dream
to hope and ambition, [?]
from the things that people done put you through
but it is what it is
and i really can’t call [?]
i’m playing with the cards i was dealt
and i’m way too proud to accept any help
but i know motherf-ckers gonna do it like this [?]
when i’m down, i could never get a lift
but the moment that i really wanna quit
when i finally realise that n-body ever really give a sh-t
’bout a young motherf-cker with a dream
to revive the pride that’s inside [?]
he can no longer vibe with a prayer for the soul [?]
but it’s already die [?]
f-ck

[hook] x2
don’t believe in my dreams
i no longer live with a p-ssion
i’ve asked the lord to forgive me
for wasting all of my talent
the spirit that i possess is polluded by insecurity
[?] by reality, my predicament worries me

[verse 2]
as i pray to jehova
i swear i feel like it’s over
my positive [?] evaporate as i elaborate
all my mental stability really should be evaluated
salutations from my shallow grave
but look at the mess that i made
[?] living the fame
i murder the [?] and the slain [?]
i’m painting a picture of pain [?]
i’m knowing you take it to vain [?]
i said i was never regained [?]
the feeling of being defeated defining the fears [?]
a finding that wouldn’t appear [?]
the smoke in the mirror [?]
pray that i’m making it clear [?]
hear the people that talking a lie [?]
but never they know what they speaking about
i guess that the way that i spit it [?]
my lyrics are making them listen [?]
i’m giving you everything that i got
my honesty wasn’t a shot [?]
that’s all in it what you could find [?]
you hiding your hideous lies
and living a life you despise
i’m wasting my time
by taking my thoughts out my mind
and putting them right on a page
i’m truly insane
but that was the one i could blame [?]
they wanted a sec in the game [?]
but never refrain
i guess i was really a strange [?]
you live in reality something you see is the norm [?]
but i woulda never conform [?]
just giving it different form [?]
the flow is a door [?]
my spirit is torn [?]
i’m pausing to give you a minute to mourn [?]
f-ck

- k a a n lyrics

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