Insane (feat. Tech N9ne)

Hahahahahahahaha Tech N9ne Strange Music 2020 Once I had to lose all abuse I use Lower, then lower, then what do you know Then my sane hit sick, who knew When I'm thinkin' 'bout a lotta pain Back when I was little one nigga wit' shit to gain Nobody came for me when I was in the lane Of going insane, but that was a part of the game What I retain up in the brain, I was headed for change I became the name, bang, with a claim When I was never gonna be the one in the flame But I gotta remain, full of heart, a part of a gang Mother always said to me you better reduce it Or end up in the slammer and forever reclusive The evil inside of me, I can never refuse it Never knew there was a way for me to sever abuses The devil is calling, love level is falling Pedal never stalling, heavy metal was all in for brawl and I had the gall to wanna stop it all But saw ballin', drawl when Rhythm I give 'em to bring y'all and Lyrically take you through hell Heaven the six at the seven you smell All in my tails, they told me I was to fail But I'm one of the legends who sell I took my anguish and put it to language I spit it up and hang with those equally dangerous I threw a Strange fit Tech N9na came with Some deep insane shit My sane hit sick, I came with hits A lot of pain, did'n't quit, the famous shit Got me a strange business, my name switched quick You got the game twisted if your lane dismiss What I do is thinkin' on the pain that sits Then I put it to the paper, never tame, it's lit When I hop off the top now My sane hits sick, then I flame this bitch We don't play no games, we bust shots And all you who defame, we trust not Once I had to lose all abuse I use Lower, then lower, then what do you know Then my sane hit sick, who knew Cha– Rhythm I give 'em, the brain Cha– Then I flame this bitch Cha– Cha– Rhythm I give 'em Rhythm I give 'em Rhythm I give 'em Rhythm I give 'em I give 'em the— I give 'em the— I give 'em the— I give 'em the— I give 'em the— I give 'em the— I give 'em, the brain Then I flame this bitch Cha– Cha– Rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em, the brain Rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm Rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em, the brain Rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm, rhythm I give 'em The rhythm Then my sane hit sick, who knew Then my sane hit sick, who knew