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Inpatient, Ren & Chris Webby

Instigator

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Instigator was released on April 22, 2026 by Sick Boi / EightyHD as a part of the album Instigator - Single

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PERFORMING ARTISTS

Inpatient

Performer

Ren

Vocals

Chris Webby

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Inpatient

Songwriter

Ren

Songwriter

Chris Webby

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

JP on Da Track

Producer

Lyrics

Sell a dollar for a dime

And watch the world collapse, I'm

Driving 'cross that county line

Once I do, I won't look back

Daylight knocking at my door

Stare into the sun, in

Times of peace I'll go to war

Instigator

Instigator

Instigator

Steady with it

Like machete with it, heavy with it

Shred and kill it

But wait a minute, I already did it

Webby did it

Welcome to the clinic

I'm a surgeon cuttin' lyrics

And raising spirits in this motherfucker

Step to the rhythm, shuffle, treble then bass

This culture is a breeding ground for my mistakes

I pray for a better way to waste my time

Don't wait until tomorrow when I take what's mine

Cold, cold, and calculated, that's the instigator

Not intimidated, I'm a force of nature

Fate dictates the place where the penny will drop

Heads roll. Karma, karma, let the guillotine chop

Sell a dollar for a dime

And watch the world collapse, I'm

Driving 'cross that county line

Once I do, I won't look back

Daylight knocking at my door

Stare into the sun, in

Times of peace, I'll go to war

Instigator

Instigator

(Yeah, yeah) Instigator

Meds pop

Dread locked in, you could get got

Light a cig with the dead eye for the headshot

Feds watch. We the sickest puppies in the pet shop

If they ain't fuckin' with the Sick Boi and the Webb drop

Hell nah. We them whack jobs with them eyes forward

Strike first. The attack dogs, we ignite wars

Run tings from a dark cell at the psych ward

Choke them to death with the mic cord

See, I went to battle in Athens, I spilled the blood of Olympus

Stepped through the ashes of castles and torn asunder my critics

They'll read me on a hieroglyphics with King Tut as my witness

Then turned and murdered them for witnessing like government bidness

Don't give a fuck about riches, the power, money, or bitches

There ain't a thing I got in common with the one of you bitches

I just want blood on the fuckin' blade that I stuck in you bitches

And get a workout shovelin' the grave I dug for you bitches. Webb

Sell a dollar for a dime

And watch the world collapse, I'm

Driving 'cross that county line

Once I do, I won't look back

Daylight knocking at my door

Stare into the sun, in

Times of peace, I'll go to war

Instigator

Sweet defeat, the sweetest wine

Pick your poison from the vine

Win or losing, I don't mind

I just came to see all of it falling apart

And I watch as it burns

Instigator

Bra-da-da-da! Oi

Instigator

Instigator

Instigator

Written by: Chris Webby, Inpatient, Ren

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