K.A.A.N. - Rap God Rmx Lyrics






Eh, Nawledge, Nigga!
Uhu, Aye, Uhu uhu uhu uhu uhu uhu!
LAWD!
Aye, aight let's do it
Aye, let's finna go the fuck in
Please pay attention, please
LAWD!

My confidence is low I am no rap God, rap God
Do whatever I gotta do I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
I gotta get better and killin' but I keep it real, no fuck sauce, fuck sauce
There ain't no competition that murdered this motherfucker, Charles Manson, Manson

Now gimme the time, and I be blowing your mind
Yes I'm another lyricist, I was a cynical child
[?]
You never really notice that my flow is fucking ridiculous
Picking the pitiful, never subliminal, seminal sinners
But I say, I'm a goddamn monster
Call me necrophiliac
I feel I'm on a level that most of these niggas never really come close to
I hope you notice me, I spit it focused-ly
This is my passion, devoted, I can't quit
I came in and conquered by constantly practicing
Passing these peons, they pleading for peace
I'm a beast and I treat all these beats like a feast
I don't eat with delusion or witty it's so inconsiderate
FUCK!
Get it by yourself because nobody want to help
But when I'm reaching for the bell to keep it ringin' like a bell
But I can tell they wanted something faker, with make-up
I'm making amends for my sins with a hyphen
I break it like a hymen
When I spit then pay attention not to mention [?]
With a caution
I'm living lawless, a nigga heartless
I'm fucking flawless
I want it all and I bet I finna' get it
I've been living like a suicidal patient
Pacing in my isolation
I can barely even think
So I've been giving the truth
Looking for some peace of mind
So can I get it from you
A negative type of do
No I never had a crew

My confidence is low I am no rap God, rap God
Do whatever I gotta do
I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
I gotta get better and killin' but I keep it real, no fuck sauce, fuck sauce
There ain't no competition that murdered this motherfucker Charles Manson, Manson

You can hand me the torch, I be carrying that
I fell in love with the pain, I be marrying that
But if I take it from these niggas, I'm not giving it back
I figured the flow was kinda forming the voice of my own opinion
Depending if it was given by the nigga that you hear
Right now, right now
Got a positive aspect, a lyrical misfit, these motherfuckers hating but the silence convincing
I'm revving the engine
A little bit of patience
I pray that I have that
I rap fast and tap basses with the backlash
Fag ass, body was stashed inside a knapsack
Going up and down, my temperament is the NASDAQ
[?] never distract, I'm giving contact
Impact nigga attack you gotta send back
Bitch I'm independent but never signing a contract
Never understood why you motherfuckers would warn that
Better get away from me before I give you a dirt nap
[?] concerning, I'm a surgeon with words and emergin' to the sentence, I been livin' at my leisure
I precede to the thesis
I wrote it from the bleachers
I hope they can see this
Living on the sideline
Feeling like a genius
Tell me why the fuck you want to stop my creativity
You listen to this sound and you hearing something that's brand new
Murdering any instrumental homie that's a can do
Leave a negative comment, nigga why can't you give the same effort me?
This shit is very difficult, it seems effortlessly
How I swerve from verse to pronoun profound slowdown
Gotta let me catch my breath, time to impress
This is my vocabulary its from A to Z and I'm actually accurate
Besting the cool to deter earnest earnings
Flow feeling great, happily I just keep living life like my mind never gets operations, perpetual question requestin'
Secretion tenacity
Usually using very vicious vision worry worship Xenon yelling yesterday zygote zulu with a xylophone
Don't you get to study what I do with a pen
And I bet you tripping, take the alphabet and turn it frenetic
I gott'em frantic, bow to the spiritual figure like Pope Francis
Take it to the Vatican to sodomize the beat and I bend it over the pew like a pedophilic priest
SHEESH!
A descendant of kings
No, I'm a pharaoh, that's part of Egyptian religion
That ended when Romans began to accept Christianity
I am omnipotent
Call me Osiris, the God of the afterlife
How I transitioned the regeneration that I resurrected
The message directed is truth for a liar, the way I am robbing
Distinctive attire, a crown on my head with the largest of feathers, I carry a crook and flail
[?], a story I'm telling the King of the Living, my life it was written on skulls full of people
You step in my steeple to see sacrifices
I'm licensed to carry my pen like a firearm
Walk in a crowded building, I yell "fire"
And fire the weapon I brought in my trench coat
I'm detouring people away from the exit
I sheppard them into nefarious flurry of
Bullets bombarded so pardon my pace
If you cover your face, then you hit in the sternum
Never really giving you a chance with me
Hu, [?]
But manually I shall make a critique
My apostrophes are so magnifique
Beseeching the people, I need your attention
I can not progress if I don't have a crowd
I've allowed all these evils inside of my life
Man I used to be sober, what happened to me
And I used to work harder then what I do now
I don't have self esteem, and I feel insecure
I'm unsure of the person I am, I'm in need of identity
Fairly sedated a [?] when that I knew I needed help
Very depressed I was so isolated not leaving the house
I'm not feeling elated, I'd much rather go get a razor blade
No, I don't use it for shaving, I use it for saving myself from the stress and attention I felt cause I thought that it'd help
I admit that I'm down and am feeling lost
LAWD!

My confidence is low I am no rap God, rap God
Do whatever I gotta do
I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
I gotta get better and killin' but I keep it real, no fuck sauce, fuck sauce
There ain't no competition that murdered this motherfucker Charles Manson, Manson

God, tell me why do I feel sick?
'Cause, son of a bitch, I stare in the mirror and cringe
Shit's getting worse, I need more medication
A mental vacation 'cause I can not take it
I'm holding my breath 'til I'm no longer breathing or seeing
I'm down to the ground and they call paramedics
No need for an ambulance, I have departed
They leavin' the cots, I am finally free from the demons I have
Or man, should I say had? 'Cause now they in the past
And I can't reminisce I'm remiss, I insist that I used to feel bliss
Fuck that!
Tripping on a motherfucker, bet I do it never knew it
I'm moving and grooving, you losing it's no illusion
Refusing to fucking work and I'm hurting to find a purpose
Concerned but never stopping, evading your positivity
The nepotism of a lyricist, my negativity is definitely innovative
I'm taking [?]
Redefine the line
I got a sword inside Camelot, I'm striking by the underside
I said I never tell a lie
I put my fuckin' hand up on the bible let me testify
I rectify the situation
Amazed and I'm taking my time when I kill this
Praying you feel this
Everything is factual I'm only spittin' real shit
Why won't they leave me alone?
"Homie you're dope
I really fuck with your flow
Man if we got on a record and did it together I'm sure that that shit finna blow"
You niggas are hoes
And personally I'm composed
I practiced and practiced some more
These kids are a joke
They never studied the craft
Attempts they giving are half of ass of women [?]
Procrastinated when I'm obsessive
This my confessional shit
Like father won't you forgive me for all my sins
And I'm playing some EPMD
But the sermons I'm serving, I guess you can thank every Sermon and Parrish for opening all of the doors
Mr. Mojo is Risin', that's off the LA Woman album I am still bumpin'
So please do your research, and both those references coming from different genres
I am astute in my ears, I'm a student of this
With the way I studied for years
I don't have any peers
I appear and I'm peakin' inside of the minds of the mentally struggling
Far from enlightened
The [?] slice of the piece of the pie
No man, I want a dozen
Refuse to attribute to making you dumber
I don't have no melodies
This ain't melodic
I'm honest to say that I wish you abolish these artists that started embellishing fallacies
Feeling like I should forgo to be militant
Missing the messages of Makaveli
DAMN!
Guess you motherfuckers never really understood that I've been working at a pace
I know I need to take a break
These niggas say I got an issue with the talent I was given
But I do it with a passion, and nobody surpassing
You think you fucking with Knawledge, but really I am laughing
Take a little time for yourself I will leave you gasping
And I will be leaving you gasping for air
Yea, God damn nigga woo!

That's it! Rap God. That's it. I'm not a Rap God, this isn't better than Em's version, I'm aware of that. Still kind of cool though, uh, if you didn't like this, do me a favor and find a duck dick, and suck that duck dick





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K.A.A.N. Rap God Rmx Comments
  1. Y.... B....

    Ayy this guy when he says A - Z actually says every word that begins with A - Z in alphabetical order and it makes sense! WTF BRO, this guy is in contention ya kna

  2. S.... t....

    Damn looks like 2k ppl sucking some duck dick 😂😂😂 glad i pressed that like button didn't want no duck dicks in my mouth idk about yall but im duck dick tolerant💀💀💀

  3. �.... ....

    Can y'all put some lyrics in?

  4. d.... ....

    eminem needs to hear this.

  5. v.... t....

    LIKE SI ESTAS VIENDO LOS COMENTARIOS EN EL 2020

  6. N.... X....

    4:25 doble tempo

  7. N.... C....

    Playing speed at 1.25x and listin 😉🤯

  8. D.... G....

    Eminem: I'm beginning to feel like a rap God

    Kaan: that's cute

    Eminem: *sweating*

  9. r.... ....

    Love, love, love!

  10. z.... w....

    Man what the hell i get high just by listening to this

  11. z.... w....

    Holy shit who is that this how should this niggas rap fools

  12. v.... h....

    gotta keep this dumb comment going "whos still listing in 2020"

    v.... h....

    🙌🙌🔥🔥

    v.... h....

    vegeta hernandez me lol

  13. k.... a....

    Eminem:im the fastest rapper in the whole universe!
    K.A.A.N:hold my beer

  14. *.... S....

    I also have autism and his voice be like

  15. *.... S....

    I have lost brain cells

  16. M.... R....

    Kaan said something about "until i stop breathing" like his lungs dont only exhale

  17. M.... L....

    Daaaaaaaaaamn!!!

  18. K.... N....

    Bruh you snappin you can compete no issue

  19. C.... ....

    BREATHE

  20. G.... S....

    My confidence is low I am no rap god, rap god
    Do whatever that I gotta do
    I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
    I gotta get better and kill it but I keep it real, no fa-cades, fa-cades
    There ain't no competition I murdered this motherfucker, Charles Manson, Manson

    [Verse 1: K.A.A.N]
    Now gimme the time, and I be blowing your mind
    Yes I'm another lyricist, I was a cynical child
    Now you need tons of venom and origin
    Never really notice that my flow is fucking ridiculous
    Picking the pitiful, never subliminal, seminal sinners
    But I say, I'm a goddamn monster
    Call me necrophiliac
    I feel I'm on a level that most of these other niggas never really come close to
    I hope you notice me, I spit it focusedly
    This is my passion, devoted, I can't quit
    I came in and conquered by constantly practicing
    Passing these peons, they pleading for peace
    I'm a beast and I treat all these beats like a feast
    I don't eat with delusional idiots, so inconsiderate
    Fuck!
    Get it by yourself because nobody want to help
    But when I’m reaching for the belt I keep it ringin' like a bell
    But I can tell they wanted something faker, with makeup
    I'm making amends for my sins with a hyphen
    I break it like a hymen
    When I spit then pay attention not to mention none of it
    With a reel of caution
    I'm living lawless, a nigga heartless
    I'm fucking flawless
    I want it all and I bet I finna' get it
    I've been living like a suicidal patient
    Pacing in my isolation
    I can barely even think
    So I've been giving the truth
    Looking for some peace of mind
    So can I get it from you
    A negative type of do
    No, I never had a crew


    [Chorus]
    My confidence is low, I am no rap god, rap god
    Do whatever that I gotta do
    I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
    I gotta get better and kill it but I keep it real, no fa-cades, fa-cades
    There ain't no competition I murdered this motherfucker Charles Manson, Manson

    [Verse 2: K.A.A.N]
    You can hand me the torch, I be carrying that
    I fell in love with the pain, I be marrying that
    But if I take it from these niggas, I'm not giving it back
    I figured the flow was kinda forming the voice of my own opinion
    Dependin' if it was given by the nigga that you hear
    Right now, right now
    Got a positive aspect, a lyrical misfit
    These motherfuckers hating but the style convincing
    I'm revving the engine
    A little bit of patience
    I pray that I have that
    I rap fast and tap basses with the backlash
    Fag ass, body was stashed inside a knapsack
    Going up and down, my temperament is the NASDAQ
    Abstract, never distract, I'm giving contact
    Impact nigga attack you gotta send back
    Bitch I'm independent but never signing a contract
    Never understood why you motherfuckers would want that
    Better get away from me before I give you a dirt nap
    Hurling and hurting, concerning
    I'm a surgeon with words and emergin'
    To the sentence, I been livin' at my leisure
    Leaving the leech, I proceed to the thesis
    I wrote it from the bleachers, I hope they can see this
    Living on the sideline, feeling like a genius
    Tell me why the fuck you want to stop my creativity
    You listen to this sound and you hearing something that's brand new
    Murdering any instrumental homie that's I can do
    Leave a negative comment, nigga why can't you
    Give the same effort as me?
    This shit is very difficult, it seems effortlessly
    How I swerve from verse to pronoun profound slowdown
    Gotta let me catch my breath, time to impress
    This is my vocabulary—it's from A to Z and I'm actually accurate
    Besting the cool to determine earnings
    Fancy flow feeling great, happily I just keep living life like my mind never gets operations, perpetual question requestin'
    Secretion tenacity
    Usually using very vicious vision worry worship Xenon yelling yesterday with a zygote, Zulu with a xylophone
    Don't you get to study what I do with a pen
    And I bet you tripping, take the alphabet and turn it frenetic
    I got' em frantic, bow to the spiritual figure like Pope Francis
    Take it to the Vatican to sodomize the beat
    And I bend it over the pew like a pedophilic priest
    Sheesh!
    A descendant of kings
    No, I'm a pharaoh, that's part of Egyptian religion
    That ended when Romans began to accept Christianity
    I am omnipotent
    Call me Osiris, the god of the afterlife
    How I transitioned the regeneration that I resurrected
    The message directed is truth for a liar, the way I am robbing
    Distinctive attire, a crown on my head with the largest of feathers, I carry a crook and flail
    If I fail it's a symbolic tale
    A story I'm telling the King of the Living
    My life, it was written on scrolls for the people
    You step in my steeple to see sacrifices
    I'm licensed to carry my pen like a firearm
    Walk in a crowded building, I yell "fire"
    And fire the weapon I brought in my trench coat
    I'm detouring people away from the exit
    I shepherd them into nefarious flurry of
    Bullets bombarded so pardon my pace
    If you cover your face, then you hit in the sternum
    Never really giving you a chance with me
    Huh, Voulez-vous coucher avec moi (ce soir)
    But manually I shall make a critique
    My apostrophes are so magnifique
    Beseeching the people, I need your attention
    I can not progress if I don't have a crowd
    I've allowed all these evils inside of my life
    Man I used to be sober, what happened to me ?
    And I used to work harder then what I do now ?
    I don't have self esteem, and I feel insecure
    I'm unsure of the person I am, I'm in need of identity
    Fairly sedated, I fade to my former self back in '09 when I knew that I needed help
    Very depressed I was so isolated
    Not leaving the house, I'm not feeling elated
    I'd much rather go get a razor blade
    No, I don't use it for shaving
    I use it for saving myself from the stress
    And attention I felt 'cause I thought that it'd help
    I admit that I'm down and I am feeling lost
    Lawd!

    [Chorus]
    My confidence is low I am no rap god, rap god
    Do whatever that I gotta do
    I guarantee it isn't that hard, that hard
    I gotta get better and kill it but I keep it real, no fa-cades, fa-cades
    There ain't no competition I murdered this motherfucker Charles Manson, Manson

    [Verse 3: K.A.A.N]
    God, tell me why do I feel sick?
    'Cause, son of a bitch, I stare in the mirror and cringe
    Shit's getting worse, I need more medication
    A mental vacation 'cause I can not take it
    I'm holding my breath 'til I'm no longer breathing or seeing
    I'm down to the ground and they call paramedics
    No need for an ambulance, I have departed
    To live in the clouds, I am finally free from the demons I have
    Or man, should I say had? 'Cause now they in the past
    And I can't reminisce I'm remiss, I insist that I used to feel bliss
    Fuck that!
    Trippin' on a motherfucker, bet I do it never knew it
    I'm moving and grooving, you losing it's no illusion
    Refusing to fucking work and I'm hurting to find a purpose
    Concerned but never stopping, evading your positivity
    The nepotism of a lyricist, my negativity is definitely innovative
    I take it and make it mine
    I redefine the line
    I got a sword inside Camelot, I'm striking by the underside
    I said I never tell a lie
    I put my fuckin' hand up on the Bible, let me testify
    I rectify the situation amazin'
    I'm taking my time when I kill this
    Praying that you feel this
    Everything is factual, I'm only spittin' real shit
    Why won't they leave me alone?
    "Homie, you're dope, I really fuck with your flow
    Man, if we got on a record and did it together I'm sure that that shit 'finna blow"
    You niggas are hoes, and personally, I'm composed
    I practiced and practiced some more
    These kids are a joke, they never studied the craft
    Attempts that they giving are half of the ass of the women that they procrastinated with
    I'm obsessive
    With this my confessional shit
    Like father won't you forgive me for all my sins
    And I'm playing some EPMD
    But the sermons I'm serving
    I guess you can thank every Sermon
    And Parrish for opening all of the doors
    Mr. Mojo is Risin', that's off of the LA Woman album I am still bumpin'
    So please do your research, and both of those references coming from different genres
    I am astute in my ears, I'm a student of this
    With the way that I studied for years
    I don't have any peers
    I appear and I'm peakin' inside of the minds of the mentally struggling
    Far from enlightened
    Decided to slice of the piece of the pie
    No man, I want a dozen
    Refuse to attribute to making you dumber
    I don't have no melodies, this ain't melodic
    I'm honest to say that I wish you abolish
    These artists that started embellishing fallacies
    Feeling like I should forgo to be militant
    Missing the messages of Makaveli
    Damn!
    Guess you motherfuckers never really understood that I've been working at a pace
    I know I need to take a break
    These niggas say they got an issue with the talent I was given
    But I do it with a passion, and nobody surpassing
    You think you fucking with Knowledge, but really I am laughing
    Take a little time for yourself, I know you gassed up
    And I'ma leave you gasping for air
    Yeah, goddamn, nigga, woo!

    G.... S....

    there ya go

  21. A.... s....

    #1 here 0_0

  22. Z.... K....

    KrAzIIIIiiiIIIIii

  23. A.... Y....

    kaan is dead

  24. O.... A....

    Durog si eminem

  25. �.... ....

    This song is cool.

  26. K.... R....

    This song lacks oxygen

  27. J.... V....

    K.A.A.N IS BETTER THAN EMINEM #PAZ SAY HELLO TO BRAZIL! BUT EMINEM HAVE MORE HISTORY IN SCENARIO OF RAP (I'M SORRY FOR ERRORS, I'M LEARNING ENGLISH)

  28. A.... P....

    I admire Eminem but this remix is definitely better than the original

  29. D.... ....

    The 2k dislikes are from asthma gang

    D.... ....

    lmaaaaao😂😂😂

  30. D.... ....

    Guys, i figured it out. He breaths through his butt.

  31. S.... K....

    Kaan better than em

  32. H.... D....

    Lungn’t

  33. M.... G....

    OmG




    OG get it

  34. A.... A....

    4:26
    *Oxygen left the chat*

  35. O.... R....

    Mr Hanan

  36. C.... h....

    bruh KA.A.N is better than eminem

  37. K.... 4....

    x1.25 🔥

  38. M.... H....

    How does K.A.A.N survive without breathing

  39. M.... W....

    Can I get this on spotify

  40. J.... ....

    HIP HOPS UNDERATED RAPPER

  41. H.... A....

    1,900 ducks out there having the times of their lives

  42. D.... L....

    This is too fire I can’t focus when listening to this

    D.... L....

    SAME broo

    D.... L....

    LEGACY YT it’s just too fast to focus

  43. y.... m....

    That fire it's causing global warming

  44. n.... m....

    Eminem and kaan must collab

  45. D.... ....

    still listening in 2019, still dont think K.A.A.N has took a breath xD

  46. J.... b....

    Legend has it K.A.A.N still hasn't taken a breath

  47. J.... Y....

    They best.
    Que bestia!!!!!

  48. E.... V....

    Shout-out to @Crypt for saying something about this

  49. S.... S....

    😕😕😕😕😕😕😕😕😕😕 what is understanding
    I forget

  50. R.... 1....

    Absolute insanity

  51. S.... B....

    I guess 1.9k people can suck duck dick lmfao

  52. J.... J....

    I could see K.A.A.N. on a track with Busdriver, Danny Brown and Aesop Rock

  53. E.... E....

    When he said : Awh, I felt that

  54. E.... K....

    I put this song on and it drained my fucking battery it was so fast

  55. J.... N....

    Can I use this song in a video without problems ?

  56. G.... H....

    Somehow, 1.9k people disliked this. Guess 1.9k duck dicks are going to have to be sucked....

  57. c.... T....

    Jesus fucking Christ😰😰😰

  58. D.... B....

    Someone introduce this man to tech n9ne

  59. D.... T....

    1.9k people sucking duck dicks I guess

  60. A.... B....

    I love this and this is great but he's rapping fast but saying nothing

    A.... B....

    He saying stuff u dumbe

    A.... B....

    It’s too highbrow for a simpleton like you. Refer to the lyrics to clear your confusion.

    A.... B....

    @Your Nan I mostly listen to lyrical and meaningful things so piss off

    A.... B....

    @Aries Banegas He is saying clearly more than you can comprehend. Look up the lyrics and try your best to follow along (I know it'll be hard for you). I guarantee you'll change your mind.

  61. E.... D....

    Eminem:my oxygen ends


    K.A.A.N:I Continue

    E.... D....

    Danonão grosso

    E.... D....

    @シSandiel grosso danonão

  62. T.... ....

    Awesome rap god vs remix

  63. S.... ....

    If you go to 2:22 and put the speed to 50% or 25% you can actually hear him breath, three times in a row.
    (and the funny thing is that he did it on purpose cause he says "gotta let me catch my breath"🔥)

  64. C.... B....

    Him saying “I ain’t no rap god” is like when the art kid at your school says “it’s not even that good of a drawing” after drawing the Mona Lisa

  65. i.... ....

    This is my Favorite 🔥😯❤️

  66. p.... ....

    It sounds fire normal speed but slow it all the way down to 0.5 it's hatd to understand compmetley and sounds a bit weird or creepy

  67. C.... ....

    Better then original one🤭

  68. B.... C....

    you know you made a good remix when the easiest part to sing is the hardest part in the original 4:25

  69. v.... ....

    "Eminem is the fastest rapper alive" 4:21 K.A.A.N, "Hold my breath"

  70. A.... L....

    Eminem: *I make elevating music, you make elevator music*
    K.A.A.N: *I make expeditious music, you make elevating music*

  71. K.... C....

    K.A.A.N. how long can you go without breathing?
    K.A.A.N. - yes

  72. A.... s....

    what the ?

  73. z.... ....

    Play it at 1.25x speed

  74. B.... R....

    Most slept on lyricist rapper in the industry. He's too fire

  75. A.... D....

    Dang. This guy K.A.A.N Rap 😉

  76. S.... N....

    We are in the year 2390 and this song still rocks

  77. S.... N....

    Kaan: we are going to make a new song
    LUNG: Arhhh sh*t here we go again

  78. R.... G....

    Play it in 2x

    Wear headphones
    😎😎

  79. N.... S....

    hated it he doesnt have the chops to make it big NEXT!

  80. T.... G....

    1.5x speed 🔥😂Aye!

  81. A.... L....

    So your telling me that my toaster is a fridge.

    A.... L....

    Smooth Lemon das still good, mine approches the absolute zero

  82. J.... S....

    Clean ;)

  83. 9.... P....

    Umm... holy, fuck?

  84. B.... G....

    eminem needs to see this lol

  85. E.... G....

    I was playing this and my left light turned on which hasn’t worked in a while 🤯

  86. C.... ....

    go to 4:25 then change the speed to 2, its like a fucking bug around your head

  87. K.... V....

    How are there 1,900 people sucking duck dick right now?

  88. n.... ....

    Fastest rapper in the world 🌎 🔥🔥

  89. S.... J....

    Jesus christ, my freind, take a breath.

    S.... J....

    You're like me, when I used to smoke crack.

  90. c.... s....

    Science: it isn’t possible for humans to live without lungs K.A.A.N: hold my lungs

  91. k.... G....

    How this guy is better then rap god

  92. L.... D....

    This hurts my head how the fu-








    Oh he’s has no lungs

  93. T.... ....

    This song makes me want to take a deep breath