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Kane Smego

Kane Smego is a spoken word poet, hip-hop artist, and educator. He is known for his powerful performances that blend poetry, storytelling, and rap. His work often explores themes of identity, social justice, and community empowerment. Kane Smego's artistry has taken him all over the world, using his words to spark conversations and create change. more »

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Finna rock the microphone till I'm gawn
And I'm long buried up in that dirt
Never no unemployment when I spit it
Finna put it down y'all can come get this work
If your raps sound like a cat call finna get your latter half 
Strapped to a medevac dawg
Is that a battle axe or is that a hacksaw
Novakane used when he Ginsu'd every last song?
Had their hats off when I blast off
And just coast, like Madagascar, ahh
The sweet sound of a beat down when the beat drop
Plenty have tested their chops
Be running their mouth but then come to the bout
And we go the Connor Khabib route...
Alla y'all hoping that me stop
You better call in a cease fire
That's bout as common as Trump being honest
Or pink polka dots on a Zebra, hasta la vista
Better off betting your treasure
On Dr. Dre dropping the Detox
Spittin' sulfuric till the folks hear it
With my whole spirit and conspirators are stucker than cold syrup
I made it, on my own merit 
What I've got's not for sale, you on clearance 

2, 3, 5, 7-I'm in my prime
Cali zipcode, Durham County grind, yah
You already, run wit my city
You already, Runaway fitted
You already, yah, you already

Fame over honor, profit over purpose 
Change just a little for the cake is it worth it?
Never that! Pawn shit, y'all immature
Do you want a cookie wit your Similac sir?
Simple fact, fear never been a factor
Every tenant in my city was a benefactor
'Cause I feed off the hometown, set out to prove
See that I'm grown now, a kid at the root 
Book me a feature I promise I'll body the verse
Oughtta be more than another commodity heard
They tried to bury me but I be drivin' the hearse
Cleverly dodging the urn, every drop of the reserve
Goes into rippin' the beat, cherry on top of dessert
Lacin' the loop with the heat, that's why they call me the perm
Break the monotony, sacred astronomy learned
Ancient as botany, takin' a draw of the herb
Statin' my policy, makin' the prophecy heard
Pleading my case in the verse, win it we stop and adjourn
Need a moment to breathe, long sleep 
Cereal on the couch, my atlas is on fleek
No doubt, check out the callouses on my feet
Prove I been movin' the earth, jubilant groovin' I've heard
Dreams of the Cackalack, greens with the fatback
Seems like the Nasdaq, stockin' these tracks like

2, 3, 5, 7-I'm in my prime
Cali zipcode, Durham County grind, yah
You already, run wit my city
You already, Runaway fitted
You already, yah, you already

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