Insane

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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

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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