Insane Lyrics - Timbaland & Magoo feat. Candice Nelson

Candice Nelson Under Construction, Part II cover art
Release information
Release Date: 2003-11-18
length: 4:32
Ahh! Whoa! Feel it? Ugh!
This here is one of those joints you just ride out
Get your thoughts together
"GG" talk to me

[Candice "Gg" Nelson]
I like you 'cause you are above average
So I might do things you don't understand
But I like to correct your bad habits
'cause I want to make you an honest man

Huh! I got some precise questions bout my past life
Wondering why we so close to buildings on this last flight
Pray at night and keep my "Run" posted by the door
DMC above like Jason falling to the floor

My mind can carry of a picture perfect
Of my Aunt Mary
Her face in the mirror like she wasn't burried
I drink Hypnotiq let my conscience go (go)

Tim you need to take it slow (slow)

These endless songs got me waking up in cold sweats
What gets the real time wondering where Aaliyah at
I got a wife that watch another girl give me neck
Fix my lunch with plastic wrap up on my pita bread

I'll bite my tongue but she's so outspoken
To that box of Saran bust her head wide open
Handcuffs open my fists go up for Eminem
And when he's walking out his courtcase
I'll be walking in

I know you're safe (Whoooooo)
You're gonna stay (Whoooooo)
But your mind could change (Whoooooo)
I'm going insane (Whoooooo)
I'm going crazy!

You know them days when you troubled inside
All you think about **** paying bills
You ignore em' you gone drink it out
That's the way that I feel as I am writing this

Sit back roll up a blunt take some delight in this
You been invited to a piece of my sanity
And vanity is absent does that weaken the man in me
My fantasy on side man reality bites

Who can't believe all these rappers let alone what he writes
I wasn't forced to lie to why'all but I did
I don't own a plane or yacht or eat squid but
I'm entertaining there will be no explaining

I'm criticized for having fun
Killings more enovating they say
But anyway however ignorance chooses food
It's rude to tell you how you have been screwed

And I'm a part of the problem
And its racking my brain
Excuse me miss I'm half fool half insane


I can't believe that the world is so cold
That's why I keep a runny nose
And I wish my problems would go (Oh)
People don't know me

People don't ask me no questions
Bris Sparky D was an injustice
The greatest rappers man suffered depressions
So I'm signing *****s while Whodini's taking the publishing

My mind state is like the crime rate
A high percentage of your royalties is in my bank
New artists when you're trying to break
I'm prewarning you before you even hand me your tape (Let's go!)


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CD 1
  • 1 Intro / Straight Outta Virginia
  • 2 Cop That Shit
  • 3 Shenanigans
  • 4 Leavin'
  • 5 That Shit Ain't Gonna Work
  • 6 Don't Make Me Take It There
  • 7 Indian Flute
  • 8 Can We Do It Again
  • 9 Naughty Eye
  • 10 N 2 Da Music
  • 11 Hold On
  • 12 Insane
  • 13 Throwback
  • 14 Hold Cutz
  • 15 I Got Luv 4 Ya
  • 16 Naughty Eye II ("Hips")