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lirik lagu insurance policy – daniel monroe

[intro]
hey, man
i’m getting sick and tired of the rules that keep on implementing on hip*hop
they wanna take down our craft and what we do for the game
i’m fighting for the freedom today
so screw it all
and you know what i’m gonna do?
i’m gonna take this man’s beat and whoop his ass with his own motherf*cking beat
you know how i do, check it

[verse]
gameplays aside, rape faces aside
let’s talk about the decisions you’ve made in your life
sometimes, i imagine if the book pages were a lie
because sooner or later, thе guilt fades within your eyes
physical, but not lyrically fit to fight
a hundrеd bars is an ability that you’re not fit to write
i mean, he had to pay 200k for rhymes
but i get them for free because they’re always mine
your channel was cancelled by the late, great pewdiepie
you love your brother but, in time, you both don’t unify
i snap and spit the ravenous craft to desist
you’re just another hater that’s hating on someone’s jizz
no black lamborghini, still wacker than an average weakling
like logan, there’s no hope in rap for redeeming
teflon ice is the simplest subject for repeating
get peritonitis so you can die like houdini
four times the density of dopamine to overflow ovaries
i’m an awoken soulless machine that gets to bust frozen beaks
when i over*beat motherf*ckers after they spoken about beef
i feed ’em to the sharks on an ocean beach in mozambique
i sn*tch and grab sh*t with thieving literacy like groceries
such as your royal crown t**th as my trophy
i sell them for a hundred thousand pounds a piece
i guarantee that if you buy one back, you get one free
your friends were asked how they did it, but not who they did it with
after one dude, to a pair of three dudes, a group of misfits
this ain’t a career, it’s a hobby, i’m not stalling my shame
misleading as it is, in your album, you should’ve called out names
your soul floats like a b*tterfly when i sting harder than a bee
relationships are another lie, it’s harder as it seems
if you wanted to end it all, go call me when it’s over
you ain’t tough as you look, you ain’t dereck chisora
i’ma stick the stinger in this unsigned hype’s fivehead
after this, i’ma decide whether if i’m gonna diss the sidemen
this fine specimen spits cyanide to unrecognize them
i’ll cite machinima to specify you shouldn’t be alive then
for millions, gangsters get poppin’ if they ever get hit up
capsize your back side and jump like a super hiccup
holding back blood in your gut like you’re f*cking up sit*ups
permanent knockout by bullets, so f*ck putting your fists up
that’s not a threat, it’s a warning so beware, brother
same to your family, your crew, and whoever chose your hair color
a tight chorus but lyrics aren’t powerful as the eye of horus
incapacitated with a bite force from dinosaurs
bust through the f*cking doors, don’t hesitate
i’m cooking up wars, fresh and homemade
unbeatable they say, scaring people
we sure ain’t equal on this feasible array of lyrical display
you share half a r*t*rd’s brain, a birth defect
you think you’re first, but you’re third, not second
gave the green light to pump it when smoke burped in effect
the tat burned in my flesh, and with it, i’ve learned to wreck
see, rap is like art, the microphone is the paintbrush
but the only painting you’re portraying is what a third grader does
after defcon 1, every enemy turned into gray dust
now, we usher in a new era where the greats are f*cked
[outro]
uh
it’s all f*cked up now, what are we supposed to do now? huh?
daniel monroe
you better recognize

- daniel monroe

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