Timbaland

Timbaland - Insane lyrics

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Ahh! Whoa! Feel it? Ugh!

This here is one of those joints you just ride out

Get your thoughts together

"GG" talk to me





I like you cuz you are above average

So I might do things you don't understand

But I like to correct your bad habits

Cuz I want to make you an honest man





Huh! I got some precise questions bout my past life

Wondering why we so close to buildings on this last flight

Pray at night and keep my "Run" posted by the door

DMC above like Jason falling to the floor

My mind can carry of a picture perfect

Of my Aunt Mary

Her face in the mirror like she wasn't burried

I drink Hypnotiq let my conscience go (go)





Tim you need to take it slow (slow)





These endless songs got me waking up in cold sweats

What gets the real time wondering where Aaliyah at

I got a wife that watch another girl give me neck

Fix my lunch with plastic wrap up on my pita bread

I'll bite my tongue but she's so outspoken

To that box of Saran bust her head wide open

Handcuffs open my fists go up for Eminem

And when he's walking out his courtcase

I'll be walking in







I know you're safe (Whoooooo)

You're gonna stay  (Whoooooo)

But your mind could change (Whoooooo)

I'm going insane (Whoooooo)

I'm going crazy!







You know them days when you troubled inside

All you think about fuck paying bills

You ignore em' you gone drink it out

That's the way that I feel as I am writing this

Sit back roll up a blunt take some delight in this

You been invited to a piece of my sanity

And vanity is absent does that weaken the man in me

My fantasy on side man reality bites

Who can't believe all these rappers let alone what he writes

I wasn't forced to lie to yall but I did

I don't own a plane or yacht or eat squid but

I'm entertaining there will be no explaining

I'm criticized for having fun

Killings more enovating they say

But anyway however ignorance chooses food

Its rude to tell you how you have been screwed

And I'm a part of the problem

And its racking my brain

Excuse me miss I'm half fool half insane









I can't believe that the world is so cold

That's why I keep a runny nose

And I wish my problems would go (Oh)

People don't know me

People don't ask me no questions

Bris Sparky D was an injustice

The greatest rappers man suffered depressions

So I'm signing niggas while Whodini's taking the publishing

My mind state is like the crime rate

A high percentage of your royalties is in my bank

New artists when you're trying to break

I'm prewarning you before you even hand me your tape (Let's go!)
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