Insane in the Brain
Jason Nevins vs. Cypress Hill Lyrics


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Who you trying to get crazy with ése?
Don't you know I'm loco?

To the one on the flamboyant tip
I'll just toss that ham in the frying pan
Like Spam, get done when I come and slam
Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam
Don't make me wreck shit, hectic
Next get the chair got me going like General Electric
"Aaant", the lights are blinking, I'm thinking
It's all over when I go out drinking
Oh, making my mind slow
That's why I don't fuck with the big 4-O
Bro, I got to maintain
'Cause a nigga like me is going insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane, got no brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain

Do my shit undercover, now it's time for the blubber
Blabber, to watch that belly get fatter
Fat boy on a diet, don't try it
I'll jack yo' ass like a looter in a riot
My shit's fat, like a Sumo, slamming dat ass
Leavin' your face in the grass
'Cause you know, I don't take a duro, lightly
Punks just jealous 'cause they can't outwrite me
Or kick that style, wicked, wild
Happy face nigga never seen me smile
Rip that mainframe, I'll explain
A nigga like me is going insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane, got no brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain

Insane in the brain, in the brain
Because I'm loco
Insane in the brain, in the brain
Because I'm loco
Insane in the brain, in the brain (insane)
Because I'm loco
Insane in the brain (damn, nigga)
Gunshot inna yuh head back

Like Louie Armstrong, played the trumpet
I'll hit that bong and break you off something
Soon I got to get my props
Cops, come and try to snatch my crops
These pigs wanna blow my house down
Head underground to the next town
They get mad when they come to raid my pad
And I'm out in the nine-deuce Cad'
Yes I'm the pirate, pilot
Of this ship if I get with the ultraviolet dream
Hide from the red light beam
Now do you believe in the unseen?
Look, but don't make your eyes strain
A nigga like me is going insane

Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain
Insane in the membrane
Crazy insane, got no brain
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain

Insane in the brain
Because I'm loco
Insane in the brain
Because I'm loco
Insane in the brain
Because I'm loco




Insane in the brain
Because I'm loco

Overall Meaning

The song "Insane in the Brain" by Jason Nevins vs. Cypress Hill is a classic example of rap rock genre. The lyrics open with the singer questioning someone who is trying to be crazy with him despite knowing that he is already insane. He then talks about his wild and uncontrollable behavior, comparing himself to the infamous murderer "Son of Sam." He also warns others not to mess with him, or he will "wreck havoc" like General Electric. Then he reflects on his fast life, trying to slow his mind down, and maintain his sanity so that he can avoid going further into madness.


The chorus of the song "Insane in the membrane, Crazy insane, got no brain" reflects his deranged mental state, indicating that he is insane even in the membrane of his brain. The singer brags about his skills when it comes to writing lyrics and his creativity that nobody can match. He also warns the authorities that they should not try to take away his crops and take him down when they raid his house. The song ends with the singer admitting that he is loco, which means crazy in Spanish, suggesting that he is aware of his mental condition.


Line by Line Meaning

Who you trying to get crazy with ése?
Who do you think you're messing with?


Don't you know I'm loco?
I'm crazy, you better watch out.


To the one on the flamboyant tip
This is dedicated to those with flashy style.


I'll just toss that ham in the frying pan
I'll cook up anything, just like Spam in a frying pan.


Like Spam, get done when I come and slam
I'm like Spam, get finished off when I attack.


Damn, I feel like the Son of Sam
I feel like a crazy killer, just like the Son of Sam.


Don't make me wreck shit, hectic
Don't make me lose control and cause chaos.


Next get the chair got me going like General Electric
The electric chair excites me and makes me more dangerous.


"Aaant", the lights are blinking, I'm thinking
The lights are flickering, and I'm starting to get paranoid.


It's all over when I go out drinking
When I drink, all bets are off, and I could do something crazy.


Oh, making my mind slow
Alcohol slows down my thinking and makes me dumber.


That's why I don't fuck with the big 4-O
That's why I don't drink when I'm forty years old, I need to stay sharp.


Bro, I got to maintain
I need to keep it together and stay sane.


'Cause a nigga like me is going insane
Because someone like me is losing it.


Insane in the membrane
I'm crazy, and it's affecting my mind.


Insane in the brain
I'm insane, and it's affecting my brain.


Crazy insane, got no brain
I'm so crazed, I don't have any sense.


Do my shit undercover, now it's time for the blubber
I need to do what I do secretly and then get grub after.


Blabber, to watch that belly get fatter
But talking too much makes me hungry and gain weight.


Fat boy on a diet, don't try it
I'm a fat guy trying to lose weight, don't mess with me.


I'll jack yo' ass like a looter in a riot
I'll attack you like a criminal during a riot.


My shit's fat, like a Sumo, slamming dat ass
My style is heavy, like a Sumo wrestler, and I'll defeat anyone.


Leavin' your face in the grass
I'll leave you flat on the ground after I take you down.


'Cause you know, I don't take a duro, lightly
Because you know, I don't take any offense lightly.


Punks just jealous 'cause they can't outwrite me
People are just jealous because they can't write like me.


Or kick that style, wicked, wild
Or they can't dance my style, which is both wicked and wild.


Happy face nigga never seen me smile
I might have a happy face, but I don't smile much.


Rip that mainframe, I'll explain
I'm going to destroy the old ways of thinking and start fresh.


A nigga like me is going insane
Someone like me is losing my mind.


Insane in the brain
I'm crazy, and it's affecting my brain.


Because I'm loco
Because I'm crazy.


Gunshot inna yuh head back
I'll shoot you in the head.


Like Louie Armstrong, played the trumpet
I'm good at what I do, just like Louie Armstrong was with the trumpet.


I'll hit that bong and break you off something
I'll smoke weed and then defeat you.


Soon I got to get my props
I need to get my respect and recognition soon.


Cops, come and try to snatch my crops
Police officers try to raid my stash of drugs.


These pigs wanna blow my house down
These officers want to raid and destroy my home.


Head underground to the next town
I need to escape to the next town and avoid getting caught by the police.


They get mad when they come to raid my pad
The officers get angry when they try to raid my house and can't find anything.


And I'm out in the nine-deuce Cad'
And I'll be driving away in my roadster from 1992.


Yes I'm the pirate, pilot
I'm like a pirate, flying high in the sky.


Of this ship if I get with the ultraviolet dream
I'll be in complete control of my life and my destiny.


Hide from the red light beam
I need to hide from the police who are searching for me with their red lights.


Now do you believe in the unseen?
Do you believe in things that can't be seen, like me getting away with this?


Look, but don't make your eyes strain
Watch out for me, but don't work too hard to catch me.


A nigga like me is going insane
Someone like me is losing my mind.


Because I'm loco
Because I'm crazy.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Senen Reyes

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@cultofkrug

@davejay10 You used to be able to find this on certain file sharing sites but it was always incorrectly listed as a Crystal Method remix....if that helps

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