paroles de chanson Insane - TLN

Shit
This dry cough has no effect on me
Like my ex tryna get to me
These rappers don't pose a risk
So I loiter with no mask
Call me Coronavirus uhm
I pose a risk so that's social distancin'
Nah, lemme try sum
What rhymes with sanitize, energize, Spotify, Ella Mai, I

I kill a rhyme every time
That I hop up on the mic
Lyrically I will never hesitate to sodomise
Heavily I'm overlooked
But they will all fuckin' die
I'm not in the mood for the lyrical fuedin'
Because musically
I could make you mothafuckers look stupid
I spit that raw shit
Lyrically you are brain dead a zombie
Damage no control dropped no replyin'
I'm independent no one on I'm replyin'
All the rappers from that label rap like they tired
They ain't got gas soon they will retire
I'm the typa rapper that you gotta admire
Man fuck all these rhymes man
This shit is cliché
Maybe if I change my flow, lemme try that
I'm gettin' tired of how I be rappin'
I'm so used to it
Like wakin' up every mornin'
Or like takin' a shit or a piss
Ohh that was ill, good enough
What was my last word piss
My hearts in the gutter my minds an abyss
Niggas are disrespectin' the king
Askin' my girl for naked pics
But she entertain it she condone every topic
People ain't got your back
That's why I trust nobody!
They gimme reason to doubt
They said communication
Is like oxygen to a relationship
But as soon as I start communicatin' dawg
She severe my vocal audio
Like a bad network connection
That's why I make a song 'cause she take more serious
I don't got ex's askin' me for dick pics
Can't you see that holdin' on to your past
Gon' effect this
Pickin' up the pen
I'm writin' down all my problems
When I step up to the mic I fuckin' solve it
Suited for the Venom role call me Tom Hardy
I got no intention to be goin' out quiet
'Cause I am the one
With the fuckin' most talent
I don't need somebody to be anybody
'Cause I don't need anybody to be somebody ha-ha
Eight year old with the word play
Creativity blowin' up like propane
She say she dance so I told her slut
This pole here is a survey
I play The Weeknd on Thursdays
She say I'm nasty like Slim Shade
She gon' suck dick I ain't gotta pay
She gon' fuck me right, that's what she say
She don't turn me on
I don't ejaculate
She don't do it right so I demonstrate
I'm a sadistic son of a bitch
My mom wasn't a slut though
I'm very unpleasant
I'm a lyrical rascal
Runnin' like the paper through the money machine ho
Different kinda rapper
You are not in my league bro
I wrote this song when I was fuckin flat broke
Material things never motivate though
Damn, calm down bruh (Yeah)
I think I had coronavirus
Man I couldn't even breath I thought I was dyin'
And my brain told me my lymphocytes are fightin'
In my raspatory tract there's a fuckin' blockage
My Aorta got a fit (Yeah)
My balls and my dick pulled stiff (Ha-Ha)
I couldn't even take a shit (Shit)
Dawg I'm just kiddin'
It's my first attempt puttin' humor in this
Maybe I'm just sick
Bitch I write so much in my head when I think
Loosen up with a freestyle 'fore I hit the ink
You don't do hooks for a fuckin' song like this
I wanna hear you go crazy
You could be on point
But you can't come close
My music a drug and you overdose
Back to the flow that I did (Did)
Only thing we have in common is is air that we breath
They be sleepin' on me
Wanna be givin' 'em insomnia
Your favorite rapper
Tell him TLN will body ya (Ohh)
I got dumb lines but they so smart to ya (Yeah)
Affection happens interior
Lyrically I'm a veteran
My mind is racin'
Like I'm takin' adirol or methamphetamine
The words I put together
You could put together never
I could make you feel like someone
I could make you feel like no one
With the words that I mention
You can't do it like I do it
You can't stand the pressure
Bein' a rapper like me is exhaustin'
Plus I make my own beats
And I'm engineerin'
Different genre's, levels that I tap in
Even when I'm not harsh I'm indignant
I got more bars than a fuckin' prison
I am not level I'm a fuckin steep hill
And I'm off this one like