Алла Пугачёва (Alla Pugacheva)
Insomniac
[Numerous Q's]
I'm the Burger King, like crown me now
Swag rappers get out of town, "it's a no from me" like Simon Cowell
Your bitch wet now, better find a towel
Wanted for murdering beats on five accounts
Your girl sent me n***s on like five accounts
Your girl on that loud as I pipe it down
"Stop rapping 'bout girls when you're crying in the house
All you do is rap, and you're shy of the sound
Shots fired, spewed 9 with my mouth
Shouts to SwitchMIX, left CatSquad so I guess that kid is a lion now
And shouts out to Mac working with Diamond now
You know we buzzin' just like Aldrin
EN Records is a Charmander, we're still evolving
You other whack rappers common just like ramen
The rhyming keeps me awake, and Insomnia's to blame
We got a beat to kill today
Out here with Switch, but where's the blade?
Damn (x6)
[Numerous Q's & Devious Hitman]
"Faces" turning into puddles
Not playing, but I'm in the huddle
While y'all sleepin', I been fiendin'
Fiendin' (x8)
[SwitchMIX]
I'm an insomniac
A muhfuckin' insomniac
(I told you I'm with it)
I'm a wild maniac
I said I'm a wild maniac
(I'm a goddamn killer)
I guess it's time to bomb ya ass
I said I guess it's time to bomb ya ass
(dark-skinned little wigger)
I'll never get this time back
I said I'll never get this time back
(spit fire, go.)
Sick n***a who's spitting these riddles
Awkward ass kid eating pink like Skittles
Playing up on your roof with a fiddle
With 2 other siblings like Malcolm in the Middle
Eyes on the prize like a fucking psycho
Asking me questions, how the hell would I know?
Done done done
Like a fucking micro...
Wave, just behave
With my wicked typos
Sick sick shit
Like a leper laughing
I'm swear that I'm lost
I need a better standing
You better pay me like shipping and handling
YAWK YAWK YAWK like a ScHoolboy lamping
Uh
This that wicked sick shit
Running round town like "this that pimp shit"
Tell yo bitch that I need my big chips
Seat down low on my tip tip tip shit
Ahh!
Running in the forest with these trees and these bees like I'm Aaron Sorkin
Got my Entorauge now I'm really dorkin'
Keeping all your bitches, I think that's called hoarding
Well
I'll extort the masses
Buying all my shit while I grow big, laughing
The super tyrant, it feels so tragic
He's not even big but he's rapping with passion
The boy talks like it's already happened
This stupid little n***a just skipped those classes
He's raising hell like a couple of fascists
Just to kill time like an alarm clock accident
Uh
I'm your favorite black-skinned...
N***a with the fillers to bring that cash in
And I'm gonna go grab it
To finance myself like it's public traffic
Ahh!
This is getting too crazy
These bars pushing up like a couple of daisies
The Supernatural
I'm so lazy
But I bet I'll shut up like a sick old lady
Oooh
I think I hit a nerve here
Call up Obama so I can buy some healthcare
But nah, I won't go there
Moving out to Russia with them n***as with blank stares
But no
This that white hair
Scaring all you bitches like a freaked out sick fuck
Oh my god
Man this shit is not fair
I'm killing y'all n***as and you can't even keep up!
Time to stop before I light a whole block
Before I start shit with the damn cops
I'm JAY Z with the hard knocks
With a pink bandana screaming "fuck the ops!"
And now I'm in control
Pushing all you weak rappers down a hole
Bet you n***as won't meet that goal
I'll take that shit like it was fucking stole-
Len
Killing verses like men
I swear you better back the fuck down again
Before I take this liquid sword to your kin
Now how the fuck this fire shit come out a pen?