Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Insomnileptic, artist - BVA. Album song Be Very Aware, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 13.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: High Focus
Song language: English
Insomnileptic |
Am I awake yet? |
See me listening to CDs on a tape deck |
I can’t hear no tune, so I break west |
Deranged insomniac that’s also half narcoleptic |
I took the scenic route to skip where the path directed |
Who wrote the map? |
I don’t trust nobody |
Employed paranoia to write half my flows for me |
Two-faced; |
secret screwed face so you: «Go, buddy!» |
Girls claim they don’t like TLC, then they go scrubby |
I’m still yawnin', no beat, bring the porn in |
We brought the raw in, sing a new day is dawning |
Bacteria forming, it’s human evolution |
Bring the solution whilst ducking under retribution |
Go and get some troops, then we’ll have a word war |
I’ll slay the first drawn and bring shame to your first born |
Write for meditation, speak just to bring some malice |
Roll with kings, but won’t let none of us in the palace |
Wonderland; |
butt-plugged Alice, caught and ate the rabbit |
I’m only as strange as your opinion can manage |
Phallic imagination and I speak the narrative |
I think I must still be asleep, I better have a spliff |
I’m waking up again, probably still dreaming |
Side effects still here, hear the pain and feel the screaming |
Tryna pack a bite, like a baby that’s still teething |
Bought a ticket for my sanity and said 'Winning', as the train’s leaving |
Who the fuck needs a reason? |
For we did it for the right ones |
Now I speak in fluent diarrhea whilst I write tons |
Came in for the fight with one glove that had holes in it |
Graff’d the bus up, then started the engine and took control of it |
Probably crash soon, steerin' clear of the white lumps and the black spoon |
Where they can’t hear you like a vacuum |
Is that doom? |
Yeah, I’ve seen him coming, let’s walk, don’t start running |
In fact I feel weak, let’s start bunning |
I arrive at the feast, with the animals and carnivores |
Queens on display, now I’m making her float like a carnival |
Won’t leave till I’m full, I’ll unnecessarily run lips |
Stuck my biggest finger in the scene cause I had that Worzel thumb-itch |
More than one glitch, definitely, I made out of dam wood and there’s only |
hieroglyphics on my recipe |
Can’t see the future so I’m tryna get the best of me |
I’ll die holding a pen with clouds of weed smoke caressing me |