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arch angels - insanity lyrics

[intro]
clap your hands if you believe
clap your hands if you believe, yeah!

[hook]
danger in the field, made it out screaming respect
knuckles carry arms, whole team full of rejects
i got the ghost on her, turned it to a reflex
danger in the field, made it out screaming respect

[verse 1]
you say i’m crazy, but i call this sp-cey
my eyes on vacation, but that’s motivation, ohhh
that, that’s motivation (ohhhh)
that, that’s motivation (ohhhh)

i got, no time for fake ones, just
new booty b-tches dropping big funds
from east to west coast i’m the don don
while you keep talking sh-t, i’m eating bon-bon’s
i got, no time for fake ones, just
new booty b-tches dropping big funds
from east to west coast i’m the don don
while you keep talking sh-t, i’m eating bon-bon’s

[hook]
danger in the field, made it out screaming respect (how ya feel, how ya feel)
knuckles carry arms, whole team full of rejects (got something that’ll make it feel alright)
i got the ghost on her, turned it to a reflex
danger in the field, made it out screaming respect

[verse 2][t-dubb-o]
north-side st. lou b-tch you know what i’m bout
street lights came on we didn’t go in the house
hungry lil monster with foam out the mouth
while my mom was at work, i sold dope out the house
they came with a 9 for a dime almost every time, i start thinking the smokers can count
i hid in the dices and bought me a nice whip, i ain’t got no license but f-ck it we out
i ain’t go to school till 4th period, one two three preaching that bullsh-t i’m serious
telling me lincoln the reason we free when we ain’t
glock in my locker i’m going insane
don’t got it for school, i got it for after
catch me a body my name is established
minimal wage, i’m filling with rage
doses sporadic, they spill on the page
this is america, president’s, predators, one in the same
who do we blame
governor, cover-up, elders don’t f-ck with us
preachers just preach to the choir for a couple bucks
was my only wish to rise above my condition, telepathy, therapy, message, my n-gg-s i miss em’
either, live long enough to be the victor or victim
don’t panic walk through the storm, insanities just a norm

[verse 2][t-woodley]
yo, fergu-stan be the clan b-tch
go and do it for the gram’ b-tch
bust it wide, wide open for my mans now
got it how i live, haters can’t stand now
trap house be a mansion, n-gg-s gon’ be sick when they see the expansion
young b-tch in the crib having tantrum
lay the d-ck down, break the spring on the mattress
kidding, ra-ra, can’t have it
f-cked her so loud i made that b-tch see the rapture
and my pool got a pool, big shark in the water n-gg- ? like a ?
and i’m finna’ act a fool b-tch, with my day one n-gg-s and you know we on that hood sh-t
and my mama from the p-jects, and it’s in my blood n-gg- all i know is respect
i’m the m-th–f-cking g.o.a.t. n-gg-, i got motherf-cking goat ?
even my daughter said “kick him in the throat n-gg-”
give him a two-piece, then we going ghost n-gg-

[verse 3][t-dubb-o]
bout that bread so you know we keep the toast n-gg-
choppa hold a hundred, when we roast you ain’t a joke n-gg-
champ camp put the metal to p-ss-es like band camp
take your girlfriend, spray kids on her tramp stamp
bust that p-ssy open on a headstand man man
on god, i don’t give a jean-claude van dam
psycho with the flinno get money my only m.o
take the corner back, glock on safety that’s a n.o
you ain’t got the memo, my clip stretched like a limo
the sickest n-gg- spitting on instrumentals
your top 5 ain’t dope for real
the fentanyl, i’m finna ball
dunk in your face like vince carter, i’m sick, uh
b-tch i got stripes like big drawls and stretch marks
side armed with bullets like brett favre, my neck spark motherf-cker

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