"Khan" lyrics

I'm the fuckin' pig, I ain't the motherfucker pimpin'
All these niggas be-

All my damn life subjugated to the bullshit
Ready for the end, somebody clip-bang
Eyes closed, put 'em out, mouth on the barrel
Staring down the fuckin' shooter like, "Hurry, quick, spray"
Whiplash and head banging, tell 'em, "Brain dead"
If I'm finna die, might as well let my name spread

If I die, if I die, let my name spread
If I die, if I die, let my name spread

First grade renegade walking in the classroom
Had a bunch of kids tryna press me in the bathroom
Mom and dad asking why I'm always in a bad mood
I ain't wanna talk about that right now
Past's in the past, how I act right now
If I snap, guarantee you gon' all find out
Done with the chatter, I ain't tryna waste my energy
On anybody who ain't elevate my style
Bitch, I'm fed up, fake motherfucker, no, they never gon' catch up
Fake it 'til you make it like they tryna bleed, catch up
Must've never heard I get better with the pressure
Had to go pick up my pen up, dilemma
300 in my manner for a minute, what's down?
Flex with depression, my head was obsessed with vibrations
I started to cheat with my sound
Then I flipped from little kid to getting props from legends
Bitch, took a break, that pushed me back
But far from where the journey ends
Now my head's focused on M's
Music and the millions
Suck my dick, then play my shit
If you hate me, make me great, oh, bitch
Got me in my meta, no, I never settle
Tell me who is better, no one, who?
You look like a set up, me, I'm just a stepper
Do this with an effort, they don't know
Pick-pick a boy, I left off in the last place
Came a long way from Abacon, that's my last name
Broke a couple friendships, now I'm in a fast lane
Doin' 90s on a 20 'til I hit the Gans game, mane
Damn, call me "Khan", Adam Bomb to your face, bitch
Damn, Shao Kahn, you suck, catch this fade, bitch

Ran around shottin' foul, who fuck with me?
A kid from NYC, M.O. my team
Struggles with finance, move out to see
Better livin', but it only got harder to see
Fallin' down, hundred mile, pardon my speech
But the more that I wrote became more part of me
'Cause the more that I think 'bout what I'm meant to be
Is the more that I struggle with my identity

I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these, and all these
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these nigga beats dropped in me
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a, I'm a fuckin' figurehead and
I'm a fuckin' figurehead and a motherfuckin' pimp
And all these, and all these

They all tell me keep my head high
Get my money and invest wise
What you always stressed out for?
Just do your shit and live your best life
You already got your bread right
Gotta bet that you can rest, right?
What the fuck is you mad for?
What the fuck is you mad for?

Troubles with the fam got me anxious
I'm dependent on my isolation
Got the empire on my shoulders
And my lack of progress got me in frustration
And I'm feelin' that my infrastructure gettin' crashin'
Broke down from all the pressure
Mom and pop still passin' judgment
And my future feel like it's bleakin' flooded
I've been walkin' through my rainy days
All of my shoes muddied up in shame
Do what I do just to drown the pain
From all of my problems, I run away
Granted, that's just self-inflicted
I can't deny it, my pride is my poison
Everything's perfect, but that's when I'm anxious
'Cause shit never work out when everything's poignant

Men lie, women lie
Why I only trust myself and I?
Why it's only me on the mic?
Why my circle never multiply?
Bitches always wanna talk shit
Chattin' 'bout how we never gon' be shit
Y'all dudes never ever wanna walk shit
Stay frontin' like you thinkin' that you these shit
To be honest, y'all mad bitter
Other half need a wake-up call
Some of y'all need a life adjustment
But I just wanna get rid of y'all
Everybody got somethin' to say about everything too much
Most important lesson you could ever learn is how to shut the fuck up