Malcom Mufunde & Synik Insomnia lyrics
Insomnia
Malcom Mufunde & Synik
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Verse 1:
It's my throne and I'm Rosa Parks; won't give up my seat
I'm writing history so the future will read about me
I became a GOAT, I'm no longer that kid
My bars about to blow up; I'm Keanu in Speed
I grew up on Black Hippy, I took after Ab-Soul
I'm not TDE but I'll entertain the top dawgs
Yet everyone unconscious when I rap; Bill Cosby
I'm underrated, I compete with Serta, you sleep on me
I get the irony; fire bars don't make a hit song
No offense, I'm just trynna make a point like a free throw
Rap ain't the beat; it's the words and the vocals
I mergеd the elemеnts together and created a compound
Alas, my flow's not for mainstream sheep
I guess I'm underground since all of my bars are deep
But I'm the boss they can't challenge
I'm kinda mean with this stuff like Ellen Degeneres
Verse 2:
I play the game like when covid hit, I don't need supporters
I carry my own weight, I never needed a porter
Just a pen, pad, mic and a mixer
And I cooked these beats singlehandedly like Eduardo Garcia
And my flow was clean, thanks to the janitor
I'm too ill to be on your team, I failed my medicals
I got these rappers' days numbered like a calendar
I plan to send business to various coffin carpenters
With or without a cause, of course I'm a rebel
Neil Degrasse knows I'm a star of the highest level
Avoiding contact with y'all, I've got a bitch nigga allergy
Your favorites will kick the bucket, that's on top of my bucket list
Invest in me, my talent is bankable
Was born in H-Town so I do this for the capital
Been slept on for too long and I kept waiting
But this time, you'll fuck with me in your sleep like a wet dream
Outro:
This is like the plague; the one with the frogs in it
You niggas jump around and expect the king to fold with it
Well, I'm not quitting
It's my throne and I'm Rosa Parks; won't give up my seat
I'm writing history so the future will read about me
I became a GOAT, I'm no longer that kid
My bars about to blow up; I'm Keanu in Speed
I grew up on Black Hippy, I took after Ab-Soul
I'm not TDE but I'll entertain the top dawgs
Yet everyone unconscious when I rap; Bill Cosby
I'm underrated, I compete with Serta, you sleep on me
I get the irony; fire bars don't make a hit song
No offense, I'm just trynna make a point like a free throw
Rap ain't the beat; it's the words and the vocals
I mergеd the elemеnts together and created a compound
Alas, my flow's not for mainstream sheep
I guess I'm underground since all of my bars are deep
But I'm the boss they can't challenge
I'm kinda mean with this stuff like Ellen Degeneres
Verse 2:
I play the game like when covid hit, I don't need supporters
I carry my own weight, I never needed a porter
Just a pen, pad, mic and a mixer
And I cooked these beats singlehandedly like Eduardo Garcia
And my flow was clean, thanks to the janitor
I'm too ill to be on your team, I failed my medicals
I got these rappers' days numbered like a calendar
I plan to send business to various coffin carpenters
With or without a cause, of course I'm a rebel
Neil Degrasse knows I'm a star of the highest level
Avoiding contact with y'all, I've got a bitch nigga allergy
Your favorites will kick the bucket, that's on top of my bucket list
Invest in me, my talent is bankable
Was born in H-Town so I do this for the capital
Been slept on for too long and I kept waiting
But this time, you'll fuck with me in your sleep like a wet dream
Outro:
This is like the plague; the one with the frogs in it
You niggas jump around and expect the king to fold with it
Well, I'm not quitting
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