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toke wright - insane lyrics

intro:
it really is a shame i feel clinically insane
something climbing up my spine and tickling my brain
can’t get myself in check
i’m moving towards a wreck
have no self control and my hands begin to sweat
muscles start to tense
no longer feeling kent
i had a bad week, haven’t felt normal since

(the lub effect)

insane. yeah

verse 1:
i want to make it in the rap game, name the price
i know i can’t suffer more pain than christ
my lines are always mean, so they say i’m nice
my lyrics get stuck on their head like lice
might cause a scene with these so-called veterans
when they say they k!ll, but they never got any evidence
stumbling over words like their flow and tongue wrestling
i’ll put a light right above your head like edison
that’s that mental awareness
i’m spitting the rarest
if you’re going against me, please don’t get embarr-ssed
i know that you’re charished
really, i just want you as a fan. even your parents
the industry got too much fame
all they got is autotune and dumb names
they don’t work on the craft, they just complain
no, you don’t get it. they come plain
same flows. same shows
lame bros that hate hoes
driving in a range rove
same clothes and gang pose but they gain dough
’cause the fans listen to it with their brains closed
playing that stuff that’ll turn them into jello
i want to see true colors, but they change it up like geckos
people sound the same so don’t listen to the echos
they’re saying that i’m too fast like o’connor and toretto
yet most of y’all are too slow
like bad traffic
i bring that boomerang flow
i’m always back at it
so sick they say i need to be put in a clinic
tell me what sane is ’cause they say i’m in it, boy

hook:
check the pen game
yeah, he’s been strange
always spits flames wherever the clips aim
and it just splits brains
lyrical hollow tips bang
independent. never switch lanes
man, he’s insane x2

verse 2:
jl- yo, yo, yo
it ain’t a thing to get up in and let it bang
on anybody who thinking they ’bout to make a name
off of me. it is already hard to refrain
i’m going dummy. i keep it cooly, but keep praying
? drink and i smoke and i sniff cocaine
i put in work to get what i got. imma need again
i can murk any ? beat like a speeding train
on the track i be serving you heat and everything
fair game. hair came when i blow by
that insane pen game. need a multi-plaque
in fact, you can put me in a bowtie
show me to the podium ? receive my
award. a moon-man, a grammy
bet, vh1. my granny
can be proud. my day 1, my family
see the insane brain coming in handy
r-t-rded with it. obviously automatically ought to get it
harder with it on the beat. gravity isn’t part of it
i’m skyscr-ping. i’m far out. got to spit it irate
hate and banned. ? one million four hundred and twenty-two
lines that i wrote trying to make due
grinding, i hope somebody break through
real though, hope it is me if ain’t you
put my heart in it from the start of it, trust me
and it never was simple, i wasn’t lucky
i come from what they call a gutter. a junkie
is what i could’ve been. what do you want from me
flow bust. cold rush what a fan felt
oh, dope. no us that i can help
i do what i must. got to play with the hand out
grind. never mind, not looking for a hand out

hook:
check the pen game
yeah, he’s been strange
always spits flames wherever the clips aim
and it just splits brains
lyrical hollow tips bang
independent. never switch lanes
man, he’s insane x2

verse 3:
go and check the pen game
i’ve been strange
always spits flames wherever the hot clips aim
it splits brains
lyrical hollowtips bang
independent. never switch lanes
man, i’m insane
see, we got a illa noise, like chi-town
anybody stepping in our way better lie down
do you know the feeling of living with your lights out
i got plenty of things that i can write about
parts of orlando ain’t a tourist attraction
if they see that you got money, than they’re going to start reacting
people looking for some easy ways to bring the cash in
tempted to join them, but i’m trying to make it rapping
i’m seeing all the money, do you think i can loan some
writing all this music got me feeling really lonesome
they say i’m insane, i say sure enough
tired of grinding so much to get home and eat cold cuts
no bluff, i want to get wise. they just want budweiser
feeling like survivor in the eye of the tiger
feeling like a fighter. they just want to grab a lighter
i’m an oddball. an outsider
i’m seeing that this is the season for greed
but i’m keeping my ways so that i get to lead them
i’m pleading to god to just k!ll off the demons
but they just surround me so i get to squeezing
i mean with the pen, see i’m bleeding within
maybe the drugs got me feigning for them
i’ve never been perfect, no need to pretend
if you seen some dead bodies, would you keep a grin
thinking that there might be something wrong with my membrane
when i bring the lyrics, always know it’s never in vain
speaking of different topics, even when it puts me in pain
if you really know me, than you probably know i’m insane

hook:
check the pen game
yeah, he’s been strange
always spits flames wherever the clips aim
and it just splits brains
lyrical hollow tips bang
independent. never switch lanes
man, he’s insane x2

verse 4:
every time i spit it, it is insane
witnessing a little bit of his reign
people think i’m losing it
when i keep on abusing it
i’m doing this to get you out of them chains
looking at me crazy
like my vision was so hazy
but i feel i made it
even though they’re being overrated
never hated on the famous
i’m just praying that they’re aiming for the king
and imma write about it until all my ink drained
insane

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