Artist: K.A.A.N.
Album:  Chill Bill (S)
Song:   Chill Bill Rmx
Typed by: AZ Lyrics

Started with nothing, came to this conclusion
You was blessed with a talent nigga I suggest you use it
But don't forget to practice, never take this shit for granted
It can leave as it quick as it came
Don't reach for the fame, it's fleeting
And when they shower you with compliments ignore it
Never sleep there's people working cause they're hungry and young, and they would love to fucking take your spot and massacre ya
So I'll just cool for a second let that all sink in
Fuck it
Bring the bass in, you see the way I write it
The feel was never confided, the rhymes, a nigga supplied it
My fam was never divided, right now I'll take pride in, the fact that we do this alone without no help
Homie stopped going to class so we could add to the process
And Jason threw me bread for the tour that fell through
Never got a return, but a lesson was learned
I only fuck with a few, no entourages at all
My name ain't (vision chaser?) so Nah they're ain't no turtles evolved
I heard this shit in Oklahoma coming right behind the wheel
We ridin' in Marissa's Jeep, the volume louder than the B.R
Mothafucker haters I ain't worried bout a peon
I been on my solo dolo shit no need to speak on
Creepin' with a light skin boy that look like [t balls]
But nigga I don't want it, you can have her I don't need her
I'm concerned with getting better never laid with a whore
Niggas stressing over pussy then they start procrastinating
I got nothing but time and patience, I know that self-preservation is really the key
Acute is my Midas Touch, I got the mind of a genius
Genuine gesture I make
Sam just sent me a text said "Nigga that shit tough"
But the next one that he sent is that I'm still ugly as fuck
Hope my niggas never change, that we always stay the same
Regardless of the funds or the lack thereof
Shit, I'm trying to put all of my niggas on a payroll
No longer struggling and stressing over what I can't control
I put faith inside my skill, I took the time to make immaculate
So my imagination made it possible to rap like this
You call me Mr. Rap po I wrap it up and ravish it
I'd rather be broke and honest then crook and living lavishly
And this is God's work, I sit back and let him do it
Riding with the holy spirit, praise Jehovah hallelujah
How you doin' bitch I'm chilling won't you mind your fucking business
Lord forgive me for my sins and my selfishness
I'm just a cold young poet I can't help this shit
I'm trying to keep a level head, but see my ego getting bigger
Lately I been feeling like I just don't fuck with anybody
Everytime I watch the news I see another black corpse
On the ground blood spilt and the killer was cop
How you fear for your life when you carrying a gun
Then you wonder why we see them and our instinct is to run
Innocence is now a crime when your skin is filled with melanin
Moving from many cities when there wasn't many development
Now anyone can get it I'ma tell you my theory
I don't think that you'll enjoy what you about to hear
I just pray that God protects us, they closin' down private sectors
Prisons pay for a business so the longer your sentence is
More money in their pocket, don't you get it my nigga
When they can't lock us up another way to oppress us
Is to show their dominance, so they love to depress up
It's a domino effect in a game that we can't win
Yeah they let you get some money, but your ass gets taxed
So when your mind becomes enlightened
Then yo' ass gets waxed, that's the sickest shit in the world
And a system with disadvantages
Allows a child to see a man murdered upon the camera
But let his family mourn for a second or two
There's no compassion if you black and I'm sorry but that's the truth when they looked at Alton Sterling all they saw was a thug, Not a man with a family, a wife and a child, if you apalled by it all, boy that means that you sleep
And if you in the black community you already know
Brothers are losing their children for nothing from the brutality
Homie this is our reality to exist of futility
Lawd, eh