[Insane]
I'm comin' straight for your goods, nigga I don't want your lil' hoes
I seen ya smokin' opthimals in your benz at my shows
I'ma wait and be patient
Your boy was flossin' on Daytons
Caught him at the right time
Tec-9 bullets went to flyin'
One got hit in the spine, but he made it, that was luck
Y'all drawin' plans to see the man, lil' Frankie here, so what's up?
I drew some plans of my own
Your partner's home all alone
Shouldn't have been slippin', hollow tips gone have him sleepin' too long
Beams work better than a scope
He got a red dot on his throat
I pull the trigger, now yo niggas moppin' blood off the floor
I'm screamin' all out wars
I'm runnin' back to my car
Bitches gone bleed to they death
For fuckin' round with a vet
I got'z to finish my mission, pipe bomb, hit the ignition
Only nigga wishin', mashin' out in the expedition
All black chucks, black jeans, and a black hoodie
Smoked out, puffin' on a Keep Movin' goody
Fully paid from jackin', I'm stackin' a nigga shit
Will invade your mansion, and snatchin' what we can get
Guess you didn't see us comin' cuz we came in the dark
Blew that ass up, like it's centennial park
Bombs Away!

[Chorus: J-Dawg]
Nigga, nigga Bombs Away [x8]

[Insane]
Y'all thought Insane couldn't flow
But I took control of the show
And these soldiers ain't lettin' go til' your people hit the floor
i got'z to get to your G's, cuz mine come on a freeze
I smoke a gang of that weed, then I straight be blastin' with thieves
Goin' all out for this shit
How many domes I'ma split?
I'm just a hustler from the door with a hundred chickens to get
Your day gone fade in the black
The camp be on the attack
You think it's cool? I got my strap, I blast ya clean off the map
I'm representin' Big Boy
Killer men takin' they cars
Got twenty G's, and I'm jettin'
Loaded nine, fuck a Smith