Insane in the Brain (Extended|Explicit)-Cypress Hill

Insane in the Brain (Extended|Explicit)

歌手:Cypress Hill

时间:1993-04-01

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Insane in the Brain (Extended|Explicit) - Cypress Hill

Written by:L. Freese/S. Reyes/L. Muggerud

Who you tryin' ta mess with ese

Don't you know I'm loco

To da one on da flam

Boy it's tough

I just toss that ham in the fryin' pan

Like spam

It's done when I come in

Slam

D**n I feel like the Son of Sam

Don't make me wrek ya hectic

Automatic got me goin'

Like Gen'ral Electric

D**n

The lights are blinking I'm thinking

It's all over when I go out drinking

Oh

Makin' my mind slow

That's why I don't f**k

Wit da big fouroh

Bro

I got ta' maintain

'Cause a n**ga like me is goin' insane

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Do my sh*t undercover

Now it's time for for the blubber

Blabber

To watch dat belly get fatter

Fat boy on a diet

Don't try it

I'll check your a** like a looter in a riot

Much too fast like a sumo slammin' dat a**

Leavin' your face in the grass

You know

I don't take a chulo

Lightly

B**ch just jealous 'cause

He can't outwrite me

So kick that style wicked

Wild

Happy face n**ga never seen me smile

Whip dat mainframe

I'll explain

A n**ga like me is goin' insane

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is a bambo

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is a bambo

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is a bambo

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

It is a bambo

It is shaine in the brain

In the brain

Like Louie Armstrong

Play the trumpet I'll hit dat bong

And break ya off somethin' soon

I got ta get my props

Cops

Come and try ta' snatch my crops

These pigs want to blow

My house down

Head underground

To the next town

They get mad when

They come to raid my pad

And I'm off in the night deuce Cad

Yes I'm the pirate

Pilot

Of this ship if I get

Wit' the ultraviolet dream

Hide from the red light beam

Now do you believe in the unseen

Look

But don't make ya' eyes strain

A n**ga like me is goin' insane

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

It is bambo

Insane in the membrane

It is bambo

Insane in the brain

Insane in the membrane

Insane in the brain

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