This is a song i wrote for 0-30 for his beat.
Gonna send him the audio soon, but thought i'd put the song on here for people.
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[Chorus X2]
Insane, brain damaged and broke
Need my pills managed and whoa
Shaw stops my panics you know
I'm insane damaged and broke
The kid who americanizes his voice
While others annhilate him this boy's
Drug sickness has me acting like i suck bitches
In my Matisse, saying bitches got fucked in it
Man i'm insane, i'm just a stupid teenager
I used to not do songs just to please Baker
But me doing this has been a milestone
For me, while people jip they still heard my style yo an'
I gotta give them out cause if i wanna make it and rap
Then i gotta get over this shit and face that it's wack
If i'm wack there's no point pretending i'm good
If i'm great there's no point defending my hood
It'd be a waste of lyrical talent, i'd jet if i could
And go somewhere away so i could end with my blood!
So that's what would happen if i was how i used to be
But still, i need some pills, Shaw, about two or three!
[Chorus X2]
Insane, brain damaged and broke
Need my pills managed and whoa
Shaw stops my panics you know
I'm insane damaged and broke
Insane with a mainframe that's got a lot of crossed wires/
So when you gotta cut the yellow wire you just light it/
On fire and duck as the back explodes/
But the bomb dosen't go off cause it's crap and shows/
A fake timer on it, like it was an outta date calendar/
That you got for cheap like my CD is sellin' for/
So uninspired i could just rap about fuckin' tyres:/
They're big an black, but sometimes their luck is tired/
When they drag through mud till the black you would/
Expect it to be is a shade of crap and blood!/
I trick wizards and cause thick fissures/
When i write in my notebook about being a fuckin' bitch wigga!/
Carry a shotgun with which you can have a lot of fun
Shot the gun and hit a guy right between the cock and bum!/
Fat beat here, it's fast as fuck
Just you bastards' luck that i can rap this up!
[Chorus X2]
Insane, brain damaged and broke
Need my pills managed and whoa
Shaw stops my panics you know
I'm insane damaged and broke
[Chorus X2]
Insane, brain damaged and broke
Need my pills managed and whoa
Shaw stops my panics you know
I'm insane damaged and broke
I'm insane damaged and broke