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k.a.a.n. - iso [kaizen pt.2] كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
the sacrifice is all i got
it’s all love
the sacrifice is all i need
it’s what i want

[verse 1]
i fight the good fight while we battle in babylon
build the foundation, turning doubters to tag_a_longs
feed the generations of your family from your catalog
i indoctrinate them through the statements of this monologue
running in this marathon, putting in miles like pelotons
tryna make it out the shallowest waters like pelicans
renaissance of the avant garde like rembrandt
for the duration of my stay i play by rules that i create
my main objective: simplify the formula lockеd in my mind
the more i search, thе more i find, the feelings of the elevated climb
and common thoughts collected from this numb
the pain ignore assumptions
can’t get lost in commentary or indulge unnecessarily
apparently we say perception’s realer than reality
i’m following my path
i’m in the valley of the mountain peak
the journey that i’m on is self fulfilling, push it to the limit
put my all inside my art, i know i’ll make it god willing
[chorus]
feeling like i gave ’em too much, i hit the clutch
adjust, this a must, adapt, or you combust
in these microwave times designed to make you rush
going nowhere in a hurry, yeah we constantly worry
we treat attention like it’s currency, they eyes on me
but really we inside a prison, it’s just commissary
a life sentence isolated, watch your sanity leave
that loneliness is what the vanity breeds
i do believe

[verse 2]
they say we programmed, desensitized by traumas and pain
animals they hurt for profits, we just grazing the plains
they looking at human beings as losses and gains
literal livestock, the goal to box us in and take us all out
money ain’t the root of evil, it’s the prerequisite for it
power can surely usurp it
in lamer terms it all looks worthless
it’s not working
the current system we in is disrupting our purpose
it’s harder to heal
no, empathy is getting harder to feel
could make you molotov and mortar the field
and have yo’ back against the wall with the steel
to let it off at your will
inflicted pain you keep inside that you want others to feel
been crying out for years for help but there ain’t no one
[chorus]
feeling like i gave ’em too much, i hit the clutch
adjust, this a must, adapt, or you combust
in these microwave times designed to make you rush
going nowhere in a hurry, yeah we constantly worry
we treat attention like it’s currency, they eyes on me
but really we inside a prison, it’s just commissary
a life sentence isolated, watch your sanity leave
that loneliness is what the vanity breeds
i do believe

- k a a n

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