Loony Bin song by Complete from Primary Album Death-rattle. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Cypher, Posse Cut, Australia music. The Record company is unknown. Released on September 27, 2019.
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Loony Bin Meaning
| [[Intro: Complete] Rumour is We ain’t nothin’ but some lunatics The truth is music’s like a crucifix to us ‘Cause it helps us break loose from that gruesomeness (Welcome to the loony bin) Stupid bitch! [Verse 1: Complete] Back in the day of the cat and the cradle I was tappin’ a table Rappin’ away at my grade school That was the playful way I managed to stay cool That and I acted disabled Havin’ a tack in my nasal passage was painful As takin’ a crap with an anal catheter cable Ladies, I’ll batter your bagel Speakin’ of magical angels I’ve made a lot of ’em disappear Miss, and hidden me a frickin’ passenger plane full My jacket is straight, fool And the pack that rap with is fatal As the kraken attackin’ a naval captain That’s trapped in the back of a wave pool Quite raw This is the truth: I like war Sick of the dudes who visit the booth but rhyme poor I’ll stick it to you like grippin’ some glue And flickin’ it to your eye or Spit in your food while kickin’ your tooth and splittin’ it in two ‘Cause this is the crew I’d die for (Psych Ward) I get inventive with a pen and a noose Then I’m amused by the venom produced And you can lick the fuckin’ enema juice From Bruce Jenner’s caboose If you ever confuse me with an effortless douche Please, you bleed it when it’s induced Me? I eat haemorrhage soups See, but keep gettin’ it, we never quittin’ Even if we ever did, competitors lose , [Verse 2: Defekt] Check it out So I’m savage and twisted MCs, you can have your opinions I rapped as an infant I’m back on a mission They found out I was stashin’ syringes A tactical troop when I rap in the booth The assassin of doom What you lack, I produce You shatter your tooth, you get smacked in the face Take the fact to your grave I’m attachin’ the noose See my rappin’ improved I sat back and learned how to ration the food When I rap, I determine that amateurs lose It’s back to the fact that they have to improve A vet in the game when the pen’s on the page Embedded, insane, it’s insanity’s shoes Send ’em my way if you’re plannin’ to lose You get sent to your grave, you can’t handle the truth I’m rancid as puke, and rampant and tampered the nuke You will get lynched by the crew There’s no limit to the damage we do Back the fuck up with the rappers that choose Attackin’ the tune, detached, now I’m sat in the room No light and they spat in my food I won’t cry, body battered and bruised Hope dies and nobody knows why I got a nose full of snow white I got bags under both eyes It’s sad and I won’t lie I think they don’t get it when I fuckin’ say I ghostwrite Not raps for peeps from meaning no life I didn’t know I had no time to speak All I ever heard was the tires screech I got left with the sirens and silent screams , [Verse 3: Omac] There were times in my childhood Where I felt like a outcast And afraid loner, a late grower, no pain shower At least not when I stayed sober ‘Cause the higher I get well the more I forget In a days coma, became a stoner Once a widow I get to a pick and the meth It was game over (Game over) Thought life was easy till I lived it a little What I seen scared me Would pray to be saved Till I made an escape on that green fairy Abstinal absinthe, be weary Red hat to the side, black trackies They like, what’s he wearing But when have you ever seen me caring? Sleep rarely, my dreams vary Bout to end it fast like in Hollyoaks Next to my oldest foes I sold a dose in some mouldy clothes Then I stole the roach Just souls and ghosts I’m cold and gross But speak heaps for the beats You amateurs know this Packed with emotion Max to the voters I could travel the ocean ready for all Ready for anything, ready for all Beheadin’ my enemies, every melody Ended their dreams when we entered the door Step to the ward, our loony bin Many disorders, nooses thin Stress from the trauma, fetch ya some water Medicine for the mood I’m in , [Verse 4: Kogz] I guess it’s plain to see I’m nuts They hate my guts It’s okay with me I came from nothing And changed to somethin’ that they aim to be so If you really wanna fight me Fight me inside psych wards cri-minal walls Screaming about street dreams that I seen As the night falls eyeballs bleeding like white wolves My city has colour My city has a My city so gritty I’ma kill it in a minute put the city in a bar Swing it willy nilly Make you feel it in your heart Can’t deal with you half-assed children, you whine hard Half aren’t real, you would squeal with your arms up After a deal won’t chill with a nark, nah Came from the A lines Spray lines, wake up, famous from late night Same lines break, take ya from great heights Straight to the bottom, cops fuck ya the same night What, what Sinner in the middle with a finger for the plus 6 figures in the dark Psych ward No limits, picture it, I’m the bar with a mirror in the path that signs for em I’d die for ’em I’d fight for ’em Give ’em every little bit of life for ’em That’s my thoughts That’s life when you living in the middle of the psych ward Swinging on the cyborgs I’m gone Find me swinging from the pillars by my accord I am raw Forfeit or your corpse sits in that white chalk [Verse 5: Mysc] Been committed since day one And the loony bin is our house Too legit and lose the shit The rudest pricks with foul mouths Stoop the kids say prove it then Assuming shit, now now Sit ya arse down bitch you ain’t fit to ask Now bow down Truly wild as shit, juveniles a risk Suicidal kids transform That crew and style they spit ruthless now Stick through the foulest shit, had more Days of fighting that I planned for It saved my life, its a platform As raw as crack whores back door Rappers act more like actors with the gat or Glasgow Its a fullest mistake Get up in the booth just to put in my place Rage is the whoopin’ that I use when I lose Every time I do you should see the look on their face A ton of motivation that you couldn’t replace Lucifers sayin’ hallelujah for days Look at all the lunatics that crew is just something that couldn’t be tamed Yo now the room is lit So luminous No room to manoeuvre removing it Who’d have knew the shit Dudes losin’ it When you knew the crew had a gook in it An annoying truth Pipe up, hit ’em with a point to prove So pass me the oil and the lube Gonna leave your little oyster destroyed when the boys are through [Verse 6: Sever] Back in the day, i was rockin’ the dada Had a posca or marker Droppin’ a masterpiece in the street Every block that I passed God demolished them faster Then I rock it in Gaza ‘Cause the problems are harbourin’ Hover the head in a cloud of regret Like the smoke that I blow from my nostrils Are halfa weed or Pills like 1, 2, 3, 4 They said all my head caused without the meds When sever is stressed I see-saw, see more Ahead of most but I’m heading to shows And dead those who will ever oppose Regret grows As I get em to ghost 3 seconds a roast And boast flows that’ll bury my folks, need floors Not deep, this is before I met Complete This is before were spittin’ it raw And people ignored us on beat, before we’d listen To all the spitters before us, Mobb Deep I’d sit in the court, and wish I was more than victim reports In got beef, but we Kick in doors with the rhythm and god I feel flaws with the women and lords And hit tours where we’re given applause And were spittin’ our chords Of course always in position to be given support to your shit, they can’t get enough of me, more shit The stuff we perform, the love for the form We’d fuckin’ conform for nothin’ We on, Psyche Ward, bitch] |
Commonly asked questions
- Who produced the lyrics for Loony Bin?
This lirics prodiucer by Rob Shaker.
- Who is credited with writing the music and lyrics to this song? Loony Bin
Loony Bin song is written by Sever (AUS), The Psyche Ward, Complete, DeFeKT, Omac, Kogz & Mysc
- Who is the artist featured in the song Loony Bin?
The artist featured in the credits for Loony Bin is Sever (AUS), The Psyche Ward, Mysc, Kogz, Omac & DeFeKT
