Insane

Yeah, as we click

And the furuistic zillionares

You know what I'm saying

What? What? What?

Back in the day, we used roll up on some hoes

Never thought I'd be writin' up a scroll on these halls

Now a day niggaz be twistin' up for the conversation

In my day, niggaz was twisted off the meditation

In my day niggaz was livin' off of the plantation

Never ever catchin' some niggaz with a occupation

Now a dayz niggaz be fiendin' for the masturbation

From a bitch that got a dick with a clit pulsatin'

I say is what I said that's right niggaz be hatin'

Just waitin' to be catchin' a fist to the face

Waitin' for a nigga to go insane, catch a case

Oh, 'cause his drink was laced, now check it out

I know you, I know you want me insane, insane

I, I, I know you, I know you really want me

Like a bag of numbers

I'm trying to finish this album while the economy's fallin'

Drama be callin' like it's palmin' and dialin' a quarter diamond

Behind is a war in a mind of a foreman climate

Designed for enormous giant dime proportions

Riots outside the recordin' wires fires were scorchin'

Hydrants apply to the stores

Where buyers are hypin' and supportin' the violence

The morgue is supplyin', more over the line stiff brisk overly silent

Soldiers and pilots, my eyes to the ceilin'

Fan's spinnin' by it's limbs, the news is touchin' like violins

Pluckin' by the strings, my environment sufferin' like me by the pen

Tryin' to find the next line to blend comin' with nothin'

I'm trying to rhyme again

I know you want me insane, insane

I, I, I know, I know you

I know you really want me

Like a bag of numbers

This is Third I shit, Elzi, Elzi

He right here y'all

T3, my name is T3

Never the less I stress JD

What?