Artist: K.A.A.N.
Album:  Real (S)
Song:   Real
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

Uh-huh ey, yes lord, knowledge nigga, uh-huh

We gonna do something a little different we gonna take it back, look one time for ya, one time for ya

Look, we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real, Yo we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real. Yo we gotta give them something they can feel make it real We prefer to tell the truth and never keep it concealed

Look, if you knew, like I knew, then you do like I do, told them the sound was real don't ever get it confused

Yo, we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real
Yo, we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real

Now I reiterate myself on this paper promise to tell the truth, I'm ignoring distractions, in fact I'm finally focused, I found a flow I can go with, engulfing all your attention, my time is spent with the music, right now I'm truly invested. been tested by my environment, priorly by proprietors, prophesying from pain, its impossible to be positive, Looking for inspiration among-st a line of obscurity. Worries me I don't see any empathy, common courtesy. Currently and priority, purposely we're avoiding it, try to voice my opinion, but fuck it, I'm just a hypocrite, depicted different situations some people relate to, I came through my mind-state, was make sure my rhyme's straight, I can't take no time off, I don't deal with BS, I won't live with regrets, I detest, I'm too stressed, they giving you negative vibes, they barley try, say that we living to die, its never the way that it seems, they selling their soul in return for a dream

Am I different? Nigga yes I am. But am I gifted? Nigga yes I am. And do ya'll feel this? Nigga yes we can. And I'm the dopest motherfucker lemme say it again. x2

Now take my time when I am writing this, enlighten you with conciseness. I like to think they get the point I make is positivity. The power I posses is in my pen is unequivocally, the sentences I formulate inspired by my misery. Literally terrified, when I die no-one will remember me, the only though I have inside my mind, is leave a legacy. Before I perish and they find me near the Devil's mezzanine, underneath a sub-scaffold, and next to 24 [?] with double sided partitions. Imported beautiful pews, and the view is fucking amazing, and now I can actually rest, been obsessing over my death since the moment of my conception, kept everything inside of me going insane silently. A victim of circumstances, but never of society, I sit, proceed to ponder how am I able to sleep at night when I'm not even where I wanna be, at least within my life, giving you my motivation, no hesitation, isn't it really amazing

I said we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real, Yo we gotta give them something they can feel make it real, Yo we gotta give them something they can feel make it real. We prefer to tell the truth and never keep it concealed

Look, if you knew, like I knew, then you do like I do, told you the sound was real don't ever get it confused

Yo we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real
Yo we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real

Look at the plight of my people, they force us to deal with politics, feeling deeply effected, they treat us like an infection. Elimination of knowledge, abundancy of our vices. And we're ingesting the poison we're given, leaving us lifeless, no talk of a revolution cause niggas are to complacent, I feel a sense of disgust when I look at my generation, There's actually inequality within these different races, if your'e black your interaction with police is confrontation, but you act like this brutality has not happened for ages, there ain't not turning of pages, instead I'm setting the scene, out in Texas they'll fucking murder you for traffic infractions, violation your civil liberties and all of your rights, if you don't understand the law then you can call it a night, getting harassed, thrown on your ass, and then they taking your life, but this reality is feeling very nightmare-like, I said its all the same thing from Sandra to Rodney Cain

I said we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real, Yo we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real, Yo we gotta give them something they can feel, make it real We prefer to tell the truth and never keep it concealed

Am I different? Nigga yes I am. But am I gifted? Nigga yes I am. And do ya'll feel this? Nigga yes we can. And I'm the dopest motherfucker lemme say it again. Lord