K.A.A.N. - Breathe Lyrics






Just come and take me away
I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
AHH
Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
I just keep working towards success
I've been obsessing about it lately
Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
Breathe

I could never be complacent with the lies
Nor complacent with the evil spirits that you keep inside
People surprised at what they despise lack of compassion
A pastor up on the stage
Surpassing what you've been asking
While I was up in the moment
I live inside of the beat
The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
And the feeling of being and bleeding
When all really I needed was a little bit of help
I never got it by myself
You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
As if the money purified and we can find what's in the soul
When I'm feeling outta control
I make a list of my goals-the ones I cannot attain
It's stuck inside of my brain
I think I'm going insane
I'm missing that serotonin
The formula for my happiness
A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
Does anyone really care?
They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
Your independence is instant
Depending up on the dollars distributed by the government
Money is what we covet
They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
It was simply irresistible
[?]
But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
They selling you salivation
You giving them all your wins
And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
Religion is what you make of it
Your common sense is forsaken
It usually means that you're producing hatred
You're perpetuating the ignorance
Providing by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
Try to see the bigger picture, while missing a major issue
To diminish a minor or miniscule
We're too dismissive put ourselves in a problematic position
Foreseeing something, make a decision
Decisive with the precision
Not to mention all the persistence
You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
Containing a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
So I focus on the facts of the felonious opinions
Of other people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
But then I write about that
Put it in a song [?] the views on
Like I'm in a groove
A pitiful mood
Pray that you never get it confused
And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
So till the end of forever
My effort is the epitome
The passion I possess
A pitter-patter on a pedestal till a pass is amassed
Is a matter to splatter or shatter
A disaster was an enemy
Imminent that I'm eminent
The truth is in my sentences
I give the realest sentiments
The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
Gallivanting with relevance

Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
I just keep working towards success
I've been obsessing about it lately
Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
Breathe

Man I'm steady shit
You been a bitch
Better hand on my business
A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
The beneficiary's revolutionary
End of missionary
Conversating with consiglieres
Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
The message is methodical philosophical follicle
Follow the fourth prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence
Complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence
A heritage of fallacies upon the list
Take a shit I spit it quick
To lift a bitch we never trip
My flow can block the biggest star with bars
Like a solar eclipse
But I gotta be different and stand out
Spit without apologies abolishing a [?]
But honestly-ah-chronologically I mean
I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
I permanently permeate your brain with an entirety
The irony of it is I'm a cousin of rejection and far too many depressive
They care if I get accepted
I'm not afraid to confess it
Realizing that all my faults are just motherfucking blessings
And the pressure is amounting up to a point that you just wouldn't even believe
I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
My God!

Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
I just keep working towards success
I've been obsessing about it lately
Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
Breathe





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  1. Z.... R....

    this is dope

  2. M.... u....

    K. A. A. N. Is a Boss , but the instrumentals on this track have me Tingling 💦😎

  3. C.... P....

    you breathe and float i'll hold and sink... either either way his freestyle is a stroke of genius....Kaan your people are dead scream for the fiends with that last breath!

  4. j.... g....

    I dought you'll ever see this but just letting it be heard love this flow

  5. N.... D....

    Is he even human???

  6. M.... W....

    Kaan GOAT

  7. i.... V....

    Name of song: Breathe
    K.A.A.N: Naaaaah fuck it, breath just for humans.

  8. D.... M....

    man I need this instrumental

  9. P.... M....

    👽🔥👽👽🔥🔥🔥

  10. D.... D....

    How did I miss this!!??? 🔥🔥 🔥

  11. s.... ....

    They said joyner and tory are unbeatable in unbreathing mmm

  12. H.... X....

    Not ironic at all

  13. S.... C....

    Just as fake as concealed the outro. Wow. U guys are extremely dumb but thats been known by how u bumped gucci gang and think future is fire but if i write down his lyrics and have u read it like a book yall gone say "that shit trash like a mf. Fuck all yall.

  14. J.... ....

    K.A.A.N just neglects oxygen

  15. n.... ....

    i have analysed the song and concluded that the breathing sound in the song is from another person. to make us think that k.a.a.n actually knows what oxygen is.

  16. K.... J....

    How Ironic

  17. M.... ....

    I didnt 3ven know it was possible for him to breathe

  18. C.... S....

    What is the beat to this called dude

  19. b.... b....

    We breathe for him

  20. x.... ....

    My nigga actually took a breath

  21. n.... k....

    his voice just becomes one with the beat for real

  22. P.... P....

    Don't know how to breath? 😧

  23. c.... s....

    Fake breath xd

  24. C.... J....

    I'm obsessed with your talent. Thank God for rappers that can put there feelings on display like this and have no fucks given to what people might portray you as a "different" kinda human that's only human with real life struggles and issues that we go through daily. I feel the pain and struggle through each bar and can relate on a level that wants to make me keep moving because I know I'm not alone. That was cringey asf but this is the truth, real rap thats overseen by the new age rap industry. Would love to see you and king iso do a collab. Or even better yet kaan, ft king iso, ft rittz. Godly.

  25. Z.... B....

    Oh the motherfuckin irony.

  26. F.... ....

    its at 666k views bois

  27. R.... n....

    This sounds like a flow j Cole would make or get down on

  28. B.... U....

    Fuck ya

  29. P.... R....

    How ironic

  30. a.... ....

    400TH COMMENT

  31. K.... M....

    Haven't heard anyone murder a track titled "breath" this bad since tech n9ne

  32. G.... ....

    One things that separates K.A.A.N is that not his flow impressive, but the meaning behind what he's saying is even more impressive. So underrated.

  33. G.... ....

    How does one spit fire without oxygen?

  34. �.... �....

    TURKEY !

  35. H.... H....

    1.25 speed is fire

  36. T.... I....

    só eu briso mesmo nas soud do K.a.a.n 2019Souds!!

  37. R.... ....

    Kaan in my opinion is exemplary of the apex of rap on a technical level. The flow, the lyrics, the speed (this is not always needed but is an excellent way to showcase talent) .Are all immaculate. Sonically there are better rappers but when I listen to rap this is what I seek most and only a handful of rappers still provide this in the mainstream. Which is unfathomable considering the lyrics and the ability to rhyme are for the most part what separate rap from other genres of music. Rap deprived of lyricism and reduced to mumbling and or redundancy is inane. Because then all that is left is the beat which most of the time is created by a producer and not the rap artist themselves.

  38. B.... U....

    💗🙏🎆🎆

  39. C.... B....

    Lmao is he alive bro dammm

  40. A.... ....

    [Verse II]
    Look, I'm back on the track for the sake of the song
    Or the soul of a nigga that was really trying to listen
    I give and you take
    In due time to make a bond that won't break, it's real and not fake
    Mistakes, eliminated
    And you filled with hatred
    That's less creative please do not take it [?]
    Within the wrong turns, I've learned to be patient
    The pain is evasive
    Then why do I feel it
    A killer with this answer
    Never taking advantage
    I swear that I'ma give it the better and not less
    A young black professor
    You cannot F with
    I bet you respect that my style is eclectic
    I'm underground and I've found the perspective
    They say it's profound and I have been accepted
    So we separated [?]
    And I'm giving you everything in my heart
    So I'm not an irrelevant nigga
    To start you're embarking on a journey inside of my mind
    I know what you'll find
    You will go insane if you're thinking like me 3:231
    I'm looking at death as a way to be free
    I'm hoping to see some peace and a place to reside
    I'll never confide in a person that purpose has given to see [?]
    I can see it for sure
    And I will not buy into all the allure
    I know that it is nice
    They giving it out to entice
    Advice, it'll ruin your life
    Within that moment you say it's a vice
    Riiight?

  41. P.... S....

    The man who doesn’t breathe made a song about it😂

    P.... S....

    Hold up, I heard him take a breath

  42. �.... �....

    الي جاي من اعلان مركز كوبرا لاااااااااااااااااااايك

  43. S.... B....

    this sample off Zelda oricina of time big link in Sara's Forrest

  44. V.... t....

    Dam son. All I can say is pitter patter 🔥

  45. q.... ....

    He has a very rare desiese where he can breathe out and in at the same time

  46. a.... b....

    hit up aj bitner

  47. q.... ....

    I made it 30 years without breathing

  48. r.... ....

    If the lyrics were writen out it would be four pages long.

  49. F.... ....

    click bait : we all now kaan don't breathe !

  50. Q.... ....

    Why is there no lyrics?

  51. H.... T....

    I still think he has 18 lungs

  52. K.... P....

    So he actually does this or is it ironic

  53. N.... C....

    GAUUDD DAYUUUMM

  54. D.... E....

    Just come and take me away
    I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
    AHH
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
    Breathe

    [Verse I]
    I could never be complacent with the lies
    Nor complicit with the evil and fear which you keep inside
    People surprised at whether they despise lack of compassion
    A pastor up on the stage
    Surpassing what you've been asking
    While laughing up in the moment
    I live inside of the beat
    The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
    At the feeling of being depleted
    When all really I needed was a little bit of help
    I never got it by myself
    You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
    As if the money purifies what we find within the soul
    When I'm feeling outta control
    I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain
    It's stuck inside of my brain
    I think I'm going insane
    I'm missing that serotonin
    The formula for my happiness
    A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
    Does anyone really care?
    They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
    Your independence is distant
    Dependent upon the dollars distributed by the government
    Money is what we covet
    They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
    The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
    I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
    The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
    It was simply irresistible
    [?]
    But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
    You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
    Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
    They selling you salivation
    You giving them all your wins
    And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
    The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
    Religion is what you make it
    Your common sense is forsaken
    It usually means that you're producing hatred
    Perpetuating the ignorance
    Provided by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
    Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
    Try to see the bigger picture, while missing the major issue
    To diminish the minor or miniscule
    We're too dismissive and put ourselves in a problematic position
    Foreseeing something, make a decision
    Decisive with the precision
    Not to mention all the persistence
    You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
    Contain a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
    We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
    So I focus on the facts, not the felonious opinions
    Of the people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
    And then I write about it
    Put it in a song [?] the views on down
    Like I'm in a groove
    A pitiful move
    Pray that you never get it confused
    And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
    For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
    The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
    So till the end of forever
    My effort is the epitome
    The passion I possess
    Is pitter-patter on a pedestal till it passes the masses
    A matter to splatter or shatter
    Disaster wasn't imminent
    In a minute I'm eminent
    The truth is in my sentences
    I give the realest sentiments
    The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
    Gallivanting with relevance


    [Chorus]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    [Verse II]
    Man I'm steady shit
    You been a bitch
    Better hand on my business
    A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
    The beneficiary's revolutionary
    And a visionary
    Conversating with consiglieres
    Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
    On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
    The message is methodical, philosophical follicle
    Follow the false prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence? A heretic with fallacies upon the lips
    Sick as shit, I spit it quick
    To lift a bitch but never trip
    My flow can block the biggest star with bars
    Like a solar eclipse
    But I gotta be different and stand out
    Spit without apology abolishing the polished me
    But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean
    I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
    I permanently permeate your brain within entirety
    The irony of it is I'm accustomed to rejection and far too manic depressive
    To care if I get accepted
    I'm not afraid to confess it
    Realizing all my faults are just a motherfucking blessing
    And the pressure is mounting up to a point that you wouldn't even believe
    I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
    Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
    My God!

    [Outro]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

  55. j.... a....

    he said breath but he didnt .. <3

    j.... a....

    Yep true

  56. B.... R....

    Fuck the 149 haters that disliked, you niggas suck dick

  57. O.... C....

    kaan mixes up rap and pop the right way

  58. O.... N....

    put this on 2x he legit sounds like some kinda alien xD

  59. L.... d....

    Mymans is just to fucking good

  60. D.... G....

    [Intro]
    Just come and take me away
    I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
    AHH
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
    Breathe

    [Verse I]
    I could never be complacent with the lies
    Nor complicit with the evil and fear which you keep inside
    People surprised at whether they despise lack of compassion
    A pastor up on the stage
    Surpassing what you've been asking
    While laughing up in the moment
    I live inside of the beat
    The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
    At the feeling of being depleted
    When all really I needed was a little bit of help
    I never got it by myself
    You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
    As if the money purifies what we find within the soul
    When I'm feeling outta control
    I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain
    It's stuck inside of my brain
    I think I'm going insane
    I'm missing that serotonin
    The formula for my happiness
    A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
    Does anyone really care?
    They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
    Your independence is distant
    Dependent upon the dollars distributed by the government
    Money is what we covet
    They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
    The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
    I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
    The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
    It was simply irresistible
    [?]
    But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
    You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
    Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
    They selling you salivation
    You giving them all your wins
    And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
    The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
    Religion is what you make it
    Your common sense is forsaken
    It usually means that you're producing hatred
    Perpetuating the ignorance
    Provided by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
    Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
    Try to see the bigger picture, while missing the major issue
    To diminish the minor or miniscule
    We're too dismissive and put ourselves in a problematic position
    Foreseeing something, make a decision
    Decisive with the precision
    Not to mention all the persistence
    You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
    Contain a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
    We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
    So I focus on the facts, not the felonious opinions
    Of the people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
    And then I write about it
    Put it in a song [?] the views on down
    Like I'm in a groove
    A pitiful move
    Pray that you never get it confused
    And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
    For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
    The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
    So till the end of forever
    My effort is the epitome
    The passion I possess
    Is pitter-patter on a pedestal till it passes the masses
    A matter to splatter or shatter
    Disaster wasn't imminent
    In a minute I'm eminent
    The truth is in my sentences
    I give the realest sentiments
    The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
    Gallivanting with relevance

    [Chorus]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    [Verse II]
    Man I'm steady shit
    You been a bitch
    Better hand on my business
    A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
    The beneficiary's revolutionary
    And a visionary
    Conversating with consiglieres
    Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
    On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
    The message is methodical, philosophical follicle
    Follow the false prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence? A heretic with fallacies upon the lips
    Sick as shit, I spit it quick
    To lift a bitch but never trip
    My flow can block the biggest star with bars
    Like a solar eclipse
    But I gotta be different and stand out
    Spit without apology abolishing the polished me
    But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean
    I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
    I permanently permeate your brain within entirety
    The irony of it is I'm accustomed to rejection and far too many depressives
    They care if I get accepted
    I'm not afraid to confess it
    Realizing all my faults are just a motherfucking blessing
    And the pressure is mounting up to a point that you wouldn't even believe
    I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
    Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
    My God!

    [Outro]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

  61. K.... D....

    WTF is this, holy fuck hes fucking insane

  62. A.... ....

    HOLY F* SHIEEET

  63. K.... ....

    *I WROTE A SONG ON THIS SAME BEAT! WOW!*

  64. B.... ....

    Reading the CC, hella funny

  65. A.... S....

    Yo I swear he next up

  66. T.... F....

    Oxygen: hey k.a.a.n whats up?
    K.a.a.n's Lungs: who dis?

    T.... F....

    Underrated comment

  67. M.... H....

    [Intro]
    Just come and take me away
    I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
    AHH
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
    Breathe

    [Verse I]
    I could never be complacent with the lies
    Nor complacent with the evil spirits you keep inside
    People surprised at what they despise lack of compassion
    A pastor up on the stage
    Surpassing what you've been asking
    While I was up in the moment
    I live inside of the beat
    The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
    And the feeling of being and bleeding
    When all really I needed was a little bit of help
    I never got it by myself
    You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
    As if the money purified and we can find what's in the soul
    When I'm feeling outta control
    I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain
    It's stuck inside of my brain
    I think I'm going insane
    I'm missing that serotonin
    The formula for my happiness
    A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
    Does anyone really care?
    They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
    Your independence is instant
    Depending up on the dollars distributed by the government
    Money is what we covet
    They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
    The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
    I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
    The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
    It was simply irresistible
    [?]
    But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
    You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
    Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
    They selling you salivation
    You giving them all your wins
    And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
    The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
    Religion is what you make of it
    Your common sense is forsaken
    It usually means that you're producing hatred
    You're perpetuating the ignorance
    Providing by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
    Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
    Try to see the bigger picture, while missing a major issue
    To diminish a minor or miniscule
    We're too dismissive put ourselves in a problematic position
    Foreseeing something, make a decision
    Decisive with the precision
    Not to mention all the persistence
    You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
    Containing a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
    We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
    So I focus on the facts of the felonious opinions
    Of other people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
    But then I write about that
    Put it in a song [?] the views on
    Like I'm in a groove
    A pitiful mood
    Pray that you never get it confused
    And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
    For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
    The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
    So till the end of forever
    My effort is the epitome
    The passion I possess
    A pitter-patter on a pedestal till a pass is amassed
    Is a matter to splatter or shatter
    A disaster was an enemy
    Imminent that I'm eminent
    The truth is in my sentences
    I give the realest sentiments
    The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
    Gallivanting with relevance

    [Chorus]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    [Verse II]
    Man I'm steady shit
    You been a bitch
    Better hand on my business
    A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
    The beneficiary's revolutionary
    End of missionary
    Conversating with consiglieres
    Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
    On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
    The message is methodical philosophical follicle
    Follow the false prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence
    Complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence
    A heritage of fallacies upon the list
    Take a shit I spit it quick
    To lift a bitch we never trip
    My flow can block the biggest star with bars
    Like a solar eclipse
    But I gotta be different and stand out
    Spit without apologies abolishing a polish me
    But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean
    I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
    I permanently permeate your brain with an entirety
    The irony of it is I'm a cousin of rejection and far too many depressive
    They care if I get accepted
    I'm not afraid to confess it
    Realizing that all my faults are just motherfucking blessings
    And the pressure is amounting up to a point that you just wouldn't even believe
    I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
    Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
    My God!

    [Outro]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

  68. L.... K....

    I really hope one day u blow up!!!!

    L.... K....

    boom?
    XD

  69. J.... L....

    Here is kaan telling people to breathe... Hypocrite.

    J.... L....

    #fakesong #duncecapcorner

  70. S.... V....

    oxygen fuels flames but K.A.A.N GIVES OFF ALIEN ENERGY

  71. S.... ....

    This is actually my favorite song, and I just heard it.

  72. S.... ....

    That’s some good salamander man flute. XD

  73. D.... S....

    kAAN, LEMME KNOW IF U WANA TRIP UP TO cANADA, GOT YOU UP NORTH MAN!

  74. V.... T....

    K.A.A.N. has quickly become one of my favorite artists. Top 5

    V.... T....

    Vertex The Hunter he is the best for me

  75. C.... O....

    Insanity Bro. I love all your work. Never reads his comments Ass Bitch... Lord!

  76. K.... ....

    People listen to music to dance. I listen to music to cry!

  77. J.... J....

    this and "appalled" dude. shit is motivational

  78. S.... D....

    Crazy! Good !😙🤗😇😍

  79. S.... R....

    This is my current go to for inspiration.

  80. g.... ....

    K.A.A.N > Russ

    g.... ....

    later chester 2 completely different artists. They're my 2 favorite right now lol

  81. B.... R....

    The title of this song is deceiving he dont breathe

  82. J.... Q....

    Human or not, he is dope.

  83. N.... E....

    Only artist that makes me feel motivated toward my goals and dreams.

  84. S.... L....

    💪👍❤️

  85. C.... R....

    K.A.A.N is THE new lyrical phenom!!!

  86. D.... C....

    Too dope

  87. E.... A....

    So you name a song on the only thing he doesn't do? Wow its quite Ironic... But I'll let it slide and not let the Illuminati know that he's from another planet

  88. G.... ....

    [Intro]
    Just come and take me away
    I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
    AHH
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
    Breathe

    [Verse I]
    I could never be complacent with the lies
    Nor complacent with the evil spirits you keep inside
    People surprised at what they despise lack of compassion
    A pastor up on the stage
    Surpassing what you've been asking
    While I was up in the moment
    I live inside of the beat
    The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
    And the feeling of being and bleeding
    When all really I needed was a little bit of help
    I never got it by myself
    You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
    As if the money purified and we can find what's in the soul
    When I'm feeling outta control
    I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain
    It's stuck inside of my brain
    I think I'm going insane
    I'm missing that serotonin
    The formula for my happiness
    A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
    Does anyone really care?
    They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
    Your independence is instant
    Depending up on the dollars distributed by the government
    Money is what we covet
    They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
    The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
    I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
    The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
    It was simply irresistible
    [?]
    But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
    You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
    Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
    They selling you salivation
    You giving them all your wins
    And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
    The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
    Religion is what you make of it
    Your common sense is forsaken
    It usually means that you're producing hatred
    You're perpetuating the ignorance
    Providing by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
    Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
    Try to see the bigger picture, while missing a major issue
    To diminish a minor or miniscule
    We're too dismissive put ourselves in a problematic position
    Foreseeing something, make a decision
    Decisive with the precision
    Not to mention all the persistence
    You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
    Containing a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
    We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
    So I focus on the facts of the felonious opinions
    Of other people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
    But then I write about that
    Put it in a song [?] the views on
    Like I'm in a groove
    A pitiful mood
    Pray that you never get it confused
    And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
    For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
    The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
    So till the end of forever
    My effort is the epitome
    The passion I possess
    A pitter-patter on a pedestal till a pass is amassed
    Is a matter to splatter or shatter
    A disaster was an enemy
    Imminent that I'm eminent
    The truth is in my sentences
    I give the realest sentiments
    The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
    Gallivanting with relevance
    [Chorus]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    [Verse II]
    Man I'm steady shit
    You been a bitch
    Better hand on my business
    A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
    The beneficiary's revolutionary
    End of missionary
    Conversating with consiglieres
    Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
    On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
    The message is methodical philosophical follicle
    Follow the fourth prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence
    Complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence
    A heritage of fallacies upon the list
    Take a shit I spit it quick
    To lift a bitch we never trip
    My flow can block the biggest star with bars
    Like a solar eclipse
    But I gotta be different and stand out
    Spit without apologies abolishing a polish me
    But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean
    I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
    I permanently permeate your brain with an entirety
    The irony of it is I'm a cousin of rejection and far too many depressive
    They care if I get accepted
    I'm not afraid to confess it
    Realizing that all my faults are just motherfucking blessings
    And the pressure is amounting up to a point that you just wouldn't even believe
    I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
    Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
    My God!

    G.... ....

    1 question. How the hell did you write it all down and underdtand it?!

    G.... ....

    He took it off Genius.com lol @DTMP Montages

    G.... ....

    @Royal Crown oh okay

    G.... ....

    He has more lines in a 4 min song then some people do in a 5-6 min

  89. D.... y....

    He just went 2minutes without breathing💥💥💥💥💣💣💣💣

  90. L.... L....

    What does K.A.A.N stand for again

    L.... L....

    Knowledge Above All Nonsense

    L.... L....

    Thx man

    L.... L....

    Makes a lot of sense

  91. P.... H....

    eminem and kaan collab pls

  92. W.... G....

    [Intro]
    Just come and take me away
    I pray I'm forgiven for my sins and God'll take me away
    AHH
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think imma make it
    Breathe

    [Verse I]
    I could never be complacent with the lies
    Nor complacent with the evil spirits you keep inside
    People surprised at what they despise lack of compassion
    A pastor up on the stage
    Surpassing what you've been asking
    While I was up in the moment
    I live inside of the beat
    The point I wanna get across is I'm not accepting defeat
    And the feeling of being and bleeding
    When all really I needed was a little bit of help
    I never got it by myself
    You mean to tell me that the only reason for living is wealth
    As if the money purified and we can find what's in the soul
    When I'm feeling outta control
    I make a list of my goals—the ones I cannot attain
    It's stuck inside of my brain
    I think I'm going insane
    I'm missing that serotonin
    The formula for my happiness
    A young black bastard spazzin' gaspin' for air
    Does anyone really care?
    They want you stuck in the system to steady ask for assistance
    Your independence is instant
    Depending up on the dollars distributed by the government
    Money is what we covet
    They come and they contact but their consequence is what the context
    The content has got you convinced that I'm refusing to make a song about the incidental nonsense
    I gotta make it real, something that you could feel
    The product that we deliver on the daily wasn't tarnished
    It was simply irresistible
    [?]
    But sinister like a minister criticizing your sins
    You pulling up in a Honda, he rolling out in a Benz
    Collection plate like a record to get a couple of spins
    They selling you salivation
    You giving them all your wins
    And rummaging through your pockets to find a penny or profit
    The problem is you was promised a piece of mind and a providence that don't even exist
    Religion is what you make of it
    Your common sense is forsaken
    It usually means that you're producing hatred
    You're perpetuating the ignorance
    Providing by an absence of the knowledge to acknowledge that the
    Obvious is honestly right in front of your eyes
    Try to see the bigger picture, while missing a major issue
    To diminish a minor or miniscule
    We're too dismissive put ourselves in a problematic position
    Foreseeing something, make a decision
    Decisive with the precision
    Not to mention all the persistence
    You assisting on displaying within the sight of your vision
    Containing a certain distaste for the life you currently livin'
    We're only given a small amount of time to make a difference
    So I focus on the facts of the felonious opinions
    Of other people that would profit from the pain that I've accrued
    But then I write about that
    Put it in a song [?] the views on
    Like I'm in a groove
    A pitiful mood
    Pray that you never get it confused
    And use every single word that I'm saying as the fuel
    For the fire that's been burning deep inside of you
    The desire to be better in any type of endeavor
    So till the end of forever
    My effort is the epitome
    The passion I possess
    A pitter-patter on a pedestal till a pass is amassed
    Is a matter to splatter or shatter
    A disaster was an enemy
    Imminent that I'm eminent
    The truth is in my sentences
    I give the realest sentiments
    The sentimental subsequential line becoming evident
    Gallivanting with relevance


    [Chorus]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    [Verse II]
    Man I'm steady shit
    You been a bitch
    Better hand on my business
    A better of benefactors extracting all of the benefits
    The beneficiary's revolutionary
    End of missionary
    Conversating with consiglieres
    Asking is the lyricism prevalent or necessary
    On the contrary, I'm levelin with malevolence
    The message is methodical philosophical follicle
    Follow the fourth prophet who's probably got you convinced that's its confidence
    Complements the continent but never contradicts the consequence
    A heritage of fallacies upon the list
    Take a shit I spit it quick
    To lift a bitch we never trip
    My flow can block the biggest star with bars
    Like a solar eclipse
    But I gotta be different and stand out
    Spit without apologies abolishing a polish me
    But honestly—ah—chronologically I mean
    I'm trying to be the dopest rapper that you'll ever see in an eternity
    I permanently permeate your brain with an entirety
    The irony of it is I'm a cousin of rejection and far too many depressive
    They care if I get accepted
    I'm not afraid to confess it
    Realizing that all my faults are just motherfucking blessings
    And the pressure is amounting up to a point that you just wouldn't even believe
    I've been too stressed out feelin' like I can't breathe
    Suicide on my mind without a time to reprieve
    My God!


    [Outro]
    Lord knows I just wanna say I made it
    I could never deal with failure or the feeling of defeat
    I just keep working towards success
    I've been obsessing about it lately
    Feelin' like I got the weight of the world on my motherfuckin' shoulders, but I don't think I'm a make it
    Breathe

    W.... G....

    Joey The Kid nice

  93. P.... S....

    This one shows that K.A.A.N. is actually able to breathe 😂

    P.... S....

    The song called breath and he raps faster than usual

    P.... S....

    It's fake he had to download someone breathing

    P.... S....

    Promoting Sounds bet hes the biggest rapper soon unless he fucks himself over

    P.... S....

    Great job on the music and I love the music

    P.... S....

    @WhudUP Do haha, so true. Do you know me?