Reintroduction by Kayncee Lyrics
[Verse One: Kayncee]
My name is K-A-Y to the N C
Double E, like Kevin Bacon on the trend screen
So turn ya head, open ears and listen I'm an emcee
I got my stories to tell like its Biggie sent within me
You cats sound the same like the audio was normalised
Saw what worked, worked it out and took it to be formula-ised
I rock my own way my music stays immortalised
And when the light, leaves my eyes, I'll know I went to war for mine
I'm back, been away just working on me
Perfecting my craft, honing my flow and wording the beats
And now I can truly say that I learned what it means
To pick up a mic, hurling what I was birthed up to be
And you can track all my progress on the freeverse
Improving every week now my skill will never reverse
Sail the gales at night, revolutionary beat nurse
This project's for the books like the finals of the Heat Spurs
This is me! I'm an intelligent rhymer
I like my style, but maybe I could smell a bit nicer
But the relevance is definite, expressing my mind, so
[Allow me to reintroduce myself]
[Verse Two: Kayncee]
My name is K-I-E, Y to the A-N
I'm a 90s kid who just finds it amazing
These boom bap beats and the rhymes that they're saying
This Wu-Tang geek whose mind was awakened
Grew up watching shows like the Kenan and Kel
Crushing on Topanga while Feeny's teaching till bells
Wearing baggy ass jeans and some Hip-Hop tees
Playing TMNT, man you know what I mean
See, I love to draw and I love to shoot hoops
Balling at the courts I wanna dunk the loot soon
For now I'll have to be content with watching Space Jam
And focus on pumping beats straight outta Fruit Loops
This Crawley kid, South East based man
Studying hard cause hard work pays, damn
Never worn skinny jeans or done a nae nae
I ain't dabbing for shit, give a fuck what Drake says
These trends got me nauseated, feeling ill at it
Need to be Nas-iated, ain't hard to tell
The kid is far from famous but he's still at it, so
[Allow me to reintroduce myself]
My name is K-A-Y to the N C
Double E, like Kevin Bacon on the trend screen
So turn ya head, open ears and listen I'm an emcee
I got my stories to tell like its Biggie sent within me
You cats sound the same like the audio was normalised
Saw what worked, worked it out and took it to be formula-ised
I rock my own way my music stays immortalised
And when the light, leaves my eyes, I'll know I went to war for mine
I'm back, been away just working on me
Perfecting my craft, honing my flow and wording the beats
And now I can truly say that I learned what it means
To pick up a mic, hurling what I was birthed up to be
And you can track all my progress on the freeverse
Improving every week now my skill will never reverse
Sail the gales at night, revolutionary beat nurse
This project's for the books like the finals of the Heat Spurs
This is me! I'm an intelligent rhymer
I like my style, but maybe I could smell a bit nicer
But the relevance is definite, expressing my mind, so
[Allow me to reintroduce myself]
[Verse Two: Kayncee]
My name is K-I-E, Y to the A-N
I'm a 90s kid who just finds it amazing
These boom bap beats and the rhymes that they're saying
This Wu-Tang geek whose mind was awakened
Grew up watching shows like the Kenan and Kel
Crushing on Topanga while Feeny's teaching till bells
Wearing baggy ass jeans and some Hip-Hop tees
Playing TMNT, man you know what I mean
See, I love to draw and I love to shoot hoops
Balling at the courts I wanna dunk the loot soon
For now I'll have to be content with watching Space Jam
And focus on pumping beats straight outta Fruit Loops
This Crawley kid, South East based man
Studying hard cause hard work pays, damn
Never worn skinny jeans or done a nae nae
I ain't dabbing for shit, give a fuck what Drake says
These trends got me nauseated, feeling ill at it
Need to be Nas-iated, ain't hard to tell
The kid is far from famous but he's still at it, so
[Allow me to reintroduce myself]