K.A.A.N. - Kaancepts Lyrics
Kaan! Kaan!
Another psychotic episode, I need my medication
Hyperventilating 'bout to have a panic attack in public
Discussing this with the publicist while I'm meditating
I'm giving a high the way that I murder a track, I never relax
You feel like you fucking with me and my flow, but you isn't my nigga that shit is a ransom
So I'm playing a random event, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back
I'm putting that right in your face
Just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing
Disperse a curse, that's a MRSA for certain
I've been conversing, confirming your inadvertent conversion within this version
Cohersion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion, assured
While I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities, I even said that last line insecurely
That's the second time that I won't say this
But come proportionate force, an abortion is purer than bustling fortune abortion
I found within an assortment of force for fornication facilitating
A formulation of duress in a combination
Predicted the proclamation, perfect my mental projectable
Vitamin for the fighters, injectable not digestible
Address the microphone with the tone of any professional
Impressed with impeccable lines, every time, it's incredible
My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher
You pompous imposter, que pasa papa? I did it proper
Why lead a penne and pasta, call that Jack or I'm Obliterator
While reiterating this honest pronunciation of reciprocation
The eloquation within my innovation
You should hasten on that replication
This is elevation
Like an application. I need to see your credentials
Massage a pen in my pencil
Get loose on an instrumental
With sentimental, incidental
The sound was more intrusive wasn't conducive
I be the one that will lose it
Coming at me with a lude, and never confuse it
I wanted to set the fuse
And given the realest of muse, never to be able to use it
There was no way to refuse it
Given the voice said that it uses
But when I wanted em all in a piece
In that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat
I'm making, I'm breaking, I'm giving them all I can say
But I do understand that the music is fake
Created itself in order to relate
They love it or hate it the minute we make it
We winning it all but not be able to take it
And never would lead you astray? A talent that I might display?
We give it a round of applause
I said, I'm trying to make the motherfucking world rise
With the rhymes that I comprise
The lyrics synchronize the softer part, then analyze
Now watch it photosynthesize
I'm still in that state of infancy
I'm not looking for empathy, why the fuck would you envy me?
MC is automatic for enemies at the embassy
Emphasizing the motion created within the energy
Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity
Venturing to divinity
Da Vinci with division, delivered with I'll intention
But if you don't pay attention I'm placing you in detention
Without an honorable mention
Your ranks are filled with dissension
My bars are filled with dimensions
Demented like it's dementia, descending upon defenders
For pinning a pawn dependent depicted within in this sentence
I'm a mild man, a pascifist, massacring the masochists
Murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts
They probably give a better effort if they knew what really counts
But if you keep it real and build, then you'll put bills in your accounts
I'm not a mathematician - this rhythm arithmetic
So I'mma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons
If (y = mx + me) then I must be an MC that's obscene in my scene, but my C
I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages
The 3.14 pi divided with savages
This ain't a dead democracy
My flow's totalitarian
Battling with barbarians
Buried them barely breathing. while coughing, wheezing with heathens
I'm digging ditches and heaving dirt over my left shoulder
You introduce a Jehovah
Suppose the fool that's in front of me started running and stumbling
Mumbling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist
And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions
Insisting on silence for this crucifixion
The victim was tortured for hours
Scorched by a blowtorch till the toes are burned to a fricassee
And now I'm carving all of the flesh, what's left of it, crispily
I'm vividly visualizing my victory
I'm pushing the vascular vein down to the main artery
The smell of death induces vomiting, I'm violent with a bayonet
Filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence
I'm pulling out his canines, molars, and bicuspids
While following in the footsteps of all of my fucking idols
From Jack the Ripper, to John Wayne Gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer
The Black Dahlia killer and even the Cleveland Butcher
Who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision
Even though I'm only kidding, I've lost faith in the music
And every song that I hear is amusing, it's so confusing
You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon
Give him a clown costume, with the floppy shoes and the red nose
And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes
Perpetuating an image that no one can afford it
You motherfuckers sicker than an original ignorance
I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different
Just open up your ears when I appear and start listening
It's Kaan
I shall leave you as you left me. As you left her!
Alone for all eternity, at the center of a dead planet
Buried alive... buried alive...
Kaan! Kaan!
Other Lyrics by Artist
- K.A.A.N. - Doubt It
- K.A.A.N. - Aaliyah (1 In A Million Rmx)
- K.A.A.N. - ?
- K.A.A.N. - 4for1
- K.A.A.N. - 2 Busy
- K.A.A.N. - Curtain Call
- K.A.A.N. - The Reality
- K.A.A.N. - Entertainment
- K.A.A.N. - Chappelle Shit
- K.A.A.N. - Consistency
- K.A.A.N. - Piece Of Mind
- K.A.A.N. - Hate Me Now
- K.A.A.N. - Look
- K.A.A.N. - Eternal
- K.A.A.N. - King Shit
- K.A.A.N. - All By Myself
- K.A.A.N. - All The Way Up Rmx
- K.A.A.N. - Double Dealing
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K.A.A.N. Kaancepts Comments
sometimes i pause the video...
so he can breathe
Is this on Spotify???????🤔🤔🤔🤔
fire bro
the song was uploaded on my birthday
It makes me sad when someone with talent is underrated. Apparently people these days prefer shitty skkkr skkkr rap
No 1 said it 😐 this shit fire!!! 🔥
Book: “he woke up”
English teachers explaining what the book meant:
*Flow fudido do caralho*
Balling eye poking child
What’s the song name? Can’t find it on shazam or Apple Music
Big Pun- Twinz
Maybe when dude rapping he breathes through his arse not nose and mouth. He is what I call pure lyricist emcee. But you do go so what when rap is compact with words. Still amazing genius.
2014: The New Deep Cover
It took me a lot longer than I'd like to admit to realize this beat is twinz by big pun
Spotify?
Damn 🔥🔥🔥🔥
kaan deadass flexing on people who have asthma
This song has lyrics more than the entire albums these day
WAYTOODANK
My man just said no to oxygen
K.A.A.N - KAANCEPTS (Oxygen Diss Track)
Prolly the most underrated song ive ever listened to, damn this go hard🔥
I very like the music
I felt like I’ve heard this beat before but ion remember 🧐
Spotify??
Nuts with the pen n flow!
Is it a world record of not breathing for 4 minutes straight and rapping fast af., 😕🙄.. Fuckin superhuman
Had to pause so he could take a breath
My phone blew up...
Credit Dr Dre for the bomb ass beat.
New subscriber
He’s one of my fav’s
Very very underrated .
People like drake but not him . 🤷🏽♂️
Lanze is the opposite to KAAN
Bro this is a good song but he is not seen in the media as a fire rapper
Most underrated fire rapper
The actual reason why KAAN doesn’t breathe is because he was born with extended lungs, true fact!!!!!
This slaps sooo fucking hard
Realy like that beat anyway but i can hear that the whole day
Kaan came from Area 51
Any one coming back
So when does this guy go on tour on the west coast?
Nice old school beat
Studio: "Bro there's only enough time for one song.."
K.A.A.N.: "Say no more son."
Yo.... pretty sure I know this bridge... How did I not recognize this out of the 1000 times I’ve seen this.
And on the off chance you see this. Been waiting for you to come back around so I can give you some much needed daps. Keep reaching for that limit dude. Your music is lyrical scripture, they are gonna recognize that. I hope to keep seeing you droppin tracks and can’t wait till you get that recognition you deserve.
if you think this is good u need to rethink life
This honestly is giving me anxiety waiting for him to breath
💪💪💪
breathing is overrated anyways
Top 10 people Eminem was afraid to diss xD (yes i know this comment is overused, im still commenting it tho)
Happy birthday K.A.A.N.!
This dude deserves millions for that talent
2020 and it still blows my mind
I WANT THIS IN APPLE MUSIC. I DON’T GIVE A S*** THE COPYRIGHT ISSUES!!!
Kaan a literal demigod. Only descendants of Gods can still raps to this beat and slay it
This is awesome freestyle
This Guy has no lungs he have 2 bags of Lay's.
The hole video I was breathing for him. I mean why are they even disliking
These comments are all just the same thing and they're trash and unfunny together
Is this on Apple Music??
This our flamethrower at ww3
listening to this made me run out of breath
lowkey tuff
Jesus Christ 😱
dude k.a.a.n needs to do a song with Eminem and or logic fire
literally the only reason a lot of people came here was for 0;15
He could rap for three years without taking a single Breath and then breath just fine after words
666 dislikes in 2020, The devil comes to earth this year
Pulmonary capabilities level infinite
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Captions? Not available obviously.
Is he using 'circular breathing' technique?
Oxygen: am i a joke to you?
He breathes while talking
Me: phones at 1 percent battery need to find a good song I can listen to that's fast and catchy
Kaan: I gotchu bruh
Doctor: all right I'm gonna give you an oxygen tank
Kaan: bruh why would I need that
Nurse: do you know who your talking to this is kaan he has 15 lungs
Best rapper and swimmer
by the way this is the real real kaan not the new album one
BREATHE BRO BREATHE
'Nother psychotic episode, I need my medication
Hyperventilating, 'bout to have a panic attack in public
Discussing this with the publicist while I'm meditating
All I spit is heat, so is this room properly ventilated?
I'm killing your high the way that I murder a track, I never relax
You feel like you fucking with me and my flow, but you isn't my nigga that shit is a rap
Supplying a relevant fact, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back
I'm putting that right in your face just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing
Disperse a curse, that's a MRSA for certain, I've been conversing
Confirming your inadvertent conversion within this version
Cohersion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion
Assured it while I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities
I even said that last line insecurely
That's the second time that I won't say this the potent is pouring Out of my pores to the potion but come proportionate force
An abortion is purer than porcelain fortune abortion
I found within an assortment of force for fornication facilitating
A formulation of duress in a combination
Predicted the proclamation, perfect my mental projectable
Vitamin for the fighters, injectable, not digestible
Address the microphone with the tone of any professional
Impressed with impeccable lines, every time, it's incredible
My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher
You pompous imposter, que pasa papa? I did it proper
While eating penne and pasta, call the doctor or I'm obliterating
While reiterating this honest pronunciation
Of reciprocation, the eloquation within my innovation
You should hasten all that replication, this is elevation
Like an application, I need to see your credentials
Massage a pen and my pencil, get loose on an instrumental
With sentimental, incidental, the sound was more intrusive
Wasn't conducive, I'll be the one that will lose it
Coming at me with a lude, and never confuse it
I wanted to set the fuse, and given the realest of muse
Never to be able to use it
There was no way to refuse it, given the voice said that it uses
But when I wanted 'em all in a piece in that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat I'm making, I'm breaking, I'm giving them all I can say but I do understand that the music is fake
Created itself in order to relate
They love it or hate it, the minute we make it
We putting it out for the people to take it
And never would lead you astray?
A talent that I might display?
We give it a round of applause
I said I'm trying to make the motherfucking world rise
With the rhymes that I comprise, the lyrics synchronize
The softer part, then analyze, now watch it photosynthesize
Still in that state of infancy
I'm not looking for empathy
Why the fuck would you envy me?
Empty the automatic for enemies at the embassy
Emphasizing the motion created within the energy
Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity
Venturing to divinity
Da Vinci with division, delivered with ill intention
But if you don't pay attention, I'm placing you in detention
Without an honorable mention
Your ranks are filled with dissension
My bars are filled with dimensions
Demented like it's dementia descending upon defenders
For pinning a pawn dependent depicted within this sentence
I'm a mild man, a pacifist
Massacring the masochists
Murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts
They'd probably give a better effort if they knew what really counts
But if you keep it real and build, then you'll put bills in your accounts
I'm not a mathematician — this written arithmetic
So I'mma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons
If (y = mx + me), then I must be
An MC that's obscene in my scene, but must see
I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages
The 3.14 pi divided with savages
This ain't a dead democracy, my flow's totalitarian
Battling with barbarians, buried them barely breathin'
While coughing, wheezing with heathens
I'm digging ditches and heaving dirt over my left shoulder
You introduce a Jehovah
Suppose the fool that's in front of me started running and stumbling
Mumbling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist
And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions
Insisting on silence for this crucifixion
The victim was tortured for hours
Scorched by a blowtorch till the toes are burned to a fricassee
And now I'm carving all of the flesh, what's left of it crispily
I'm vividly visualizing my victory
I'm pushing the vascular vein down to the main artery
The smell of death induces vomiting, I'm violent with a bayonet
Filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence
I'm pulling out his canines, molars, and bicuspids
While following in the footsteps of all of my fucking idols
From Jack the Ripper to John Wayne Gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer
To Black Dahlia killer and even the Cleveland Butcher
Who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision
Even though I'm only kidding, I've lost faith in the music
And every song that I hear is amusing, it's so confusing
You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon
Give him a clown costume with the floppy shoes and the red nose
And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes
Perpetuating an image that no one can afford
Ain't you motherfuckers sick of that unoriginal ignorance?
I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different
Just open up your ears when I appear and start listening
It's Kaan
god: i'm taking away your air privileges
k.a.a.n:
god: okay you can have them back
k.a.a.n: nah don't need 'em
He now breaths through his skin flaps
Kaan and twisted insane need to make a song together
And call it speed demon
He started the song talking about hyperventilating. You aint fooling anyone bro. You didn't breathe the whole song tf gunna make this dude hyperventilate...
Other than oxygen jokes, this is insane 🔥😳
Imagine breathing oxygen lmao
We Need more Like this !! this is how u can be a famous rapper !
Put. It. On. Spotify.
Ran out of breath watching this.
3 mill that’s crazy feels like a few days ago i bumped this song but then there a couple hundred thousand this man is fire let him come up
Another psychotic episode, I need my medication
Hyperventilating 'bout to have a panic attack in public
Discussing this with the publicist while I'm meditating
All I spit is heat, so is this room properly ventilated?
I'm giving a high the way that I murder a track, I never relax
You feel like you fucking with me and my flow, but you isn't my nigga that shit is a ransom
So I'm playing a random event, I'm taking that beat and not giving it back
I'm putting that right in your face
Just to reverse the verse I'm rehearsing
Disperse a curse, that's a MRSA for certain
I've been conversing, confirming your inadvertent conversion within this version
Cohersion and my persuasive perversion was a diversion, assured
While I'm emerging, concerning my insecurities, I even said that last line insecurely
That's the second time that I won't say this
The polling is pouring out of my pores to the potion
But come proportionate force, an abortion is purer than bustling fortune abortion
I found within an assortment of force for fornication facilitating
A formulation of duress in a combination
Predicted the proclamation, perfect my mental projectable
Vitamin for the fighters, injectable not digestible
Address the microphone with the tone of any professional
Impressed with impeccable lines, every time, it's incredible
My rhyme's highly respectable, penetrating the posher
You pompous imposter, que pasa papa? I did it proper
Why lead a penne and pasta, call that Jack or I'm Obliterator
While reiterating this honest pronunciation of reciprocation
The eloquation within my innovation
You should hasten on that replication
This is elevation
Like an application. I need to see your credentials
Massage a pen in my pencil
Get loose on an instrumental
With sentimental, incidental
The sound was more intrusive wasn't conducive
I be the one that will lose it
Coming at me with a lude, and never confuse it
I wanted to set the fuse
And given the realest of muse, never to be able to use it
There was no way to refuse it
Given the voice said that it uses
But when I wanted em all in a piece
In that vision I see when I see when I step on a beat
I'm making, I'm breaking, I'm giving them all I can say
But I do understand that the music is fake
Created itself in order to relate
They love it or hate it the minute we make it
We winning it all but not be able to take it
And never would lead you astray? A talent that I might display?
We give it a round of applause
I said, I'm trying to make the motherfucking world rise
With the rhymes that I comprise
The lyrics synchronize the softer part, then analyze
Now watch it photosynthesize
I'm still in that state of infancy
I'm not looking for empathy, why the fuck would you envy me?
MC is automatic for enemies at the embassy
Emphasizing the motion created within the energy
Enterprising my mind to the single pace to infinity
Venturing to divinity
Da Vinci with division, delivered with I'll intention
But if you don't pay attention I'm placing you in detention
Without an honorable mention
Your ranks are filled with dissension
My bars are filled with dimensions
Demented like it's dementia, descending upon defenders
For pinning a pawn dependent depicted within in this sentence
I'm a mild man, a pascifist, massacring the masochists
Murdering, blasting the masses off to massive amounts
They probably give a better effort if they knew what really counts
But if you keep it real and build, then you'll put bills in your accounts
I'm not a mathematician - this rhythm arithmetic
So I'mma teach you algebra, dumb it down for you simpletons
If (y = mx + me) then I must be an MC that's obscene in my scene, but my C
I haven't even touched on the square roots of my averages
The 3.14 pi divided with savages
This ain't a dead democracy
My flow's totalitarian
Battling with barbarians
Buried them barely breathing. while coughing, wheezing with heathens
I'm digging ditches and heaving dirt over my left shoulder
You introduce a Jehovah
Suppose the fool that's in front of me started running and stumbling
Mumbling something out of his lips till I slit his wrist
And I tied him up to a cross and I started off with incisions
Insisting on silence for this crucifixion
The victim was tortured for hours
Scorched by a blowtorch till the toes are burned to a fricassee
And now I'm carving all of the flesh, what's left of it, crispily
I'm vividly visualizing my victory
I'm pushing the vascular vein down to the main artery
The smell of death induces vomiting, I'm violent with a bayonet
Filleted his fingertips to get rid of the evidence
I'm pulling out his canines, molars, and bicuspids
While following in the footsteps of all of my fucking idols
From Jack the Ripper, to John Wayne Gacy and Jeffrey Dahmer
The Black Dahlia killer and even the Cleveland Butcher
Who take a subject and slice it with a surgical precision
Even though I'm only kidding, I've lost faith in the music
And every song that I hear is amusing, it's so confusing
You would rather have a nigga acting like a buffoon
Give him a clown costume, with the floppy shoes and the red nose
And don't forget the diamond chain to go with his expensive clothes
Perpetuating an image that no one can afford it
You motherfuckers sicker than an original ignorance
I pick the microphone up and give you something that's different
Just open up your ears when I appear and start listening
It's Kaan
I shall leave you as you left me. As you left her!
Alone for all eternity, at the center of a dead planet
Buried alive... buried alive...
Kaan! Kaan!
Yoooooo, that's some big pun shit, i like it
One of best rap of song
Speed it up to 1.5x Oh my god
imagine K.A.A.N - 2019 (feat. J. Cole, Kendrick Lamar, Eminem, Royce da 5'9, Big Sean, A$AP Ferg, A$AP Rocky, Joyner Lucas, Logic, Tory Lanez, Chris Brown)
DAAAAAAAAAMMNNNBBRRROOO
Is that beat from deep cover
The beat is from Dr. Dre ft. Snoop Dogg - Deep cover