A Song for my Hood, with the dopest array of lines!! check it out

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INSIGNIA is a brand name in itself now. It deserved a full fledged song!!

[INTRO]

These words revoke, the cursed remorse
making y'all desis' worst reports
I fight every battle like it ws my last resort
(I am the Insignia Warrior)
you cant see me, cuz your eyes watch the ground
bringing the dopest set of lines in the underground
you are the kinda cats who wanna copy me
it aint ever gonna be, sorry me

[Verse 1]
Bay Area wishing I could be there
Dean Smith to every chuck taylor in here
keeping it stressed like debted economies
the only lie be here, that you dunno me
Insignia schooling rap's kindred,
80/20 rule, m ruling 20 outta every 100
watching desis through lenses, m the Big Boss
keeping foes restricted like kangaroos to Oz
got a clique for ya tail, still cant jump high (cant jump high)(cant jump

high)
the bank pumps right, the dough only flows
banks, each side, like water, thats how I flow
nemo's fire, fiddle play, they go the emo way
yo aint meant for life like babies born dead
leave ya asking and craving for more, like somalians for torn bread

[Chorus]
m breaking scales, cuz m hard to rate X 2
(I am the Insignia Warrior)
no talk, no brawl, gone do no debate X 2
(I am the Insignia Warrior)
NO other options, only thing you can take X 2
(I am the Insignia Warrior)
a 9 mm hole is the only point I make X 2


[Verse 2]
Its cuz of me, that the Game had its dream
May 1, the bumpy ride, though began serene
master of acrobats, tight rope-walking
braced for it, like pulling silk stalkings
not an object but subject of controversy
fished for talent first, on the beds of dead seas
I crash on whacks, like George Wallace on the Court
A damn hit like 20-20, I keep doubling the score
so prevalent like qualis on every tourist spot
seen sh*** by motherf***ers, you think I see not?
never intended, though glad Br.Inc got extinct
brotha-hood got smoked to ashes, like Ozzie playing
their only fault was to mess with the wrong name
it aint your innings, guess you in the wrong game
no sticks here, its a different ball game

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
disbalancing equations, the way I been destroying men of principles
seen desis paranoid, tons of disciples, its quite visible
keeping it more real than ghetto poverty
m so dope, wanted by pete doherty
they say, never rest, keep up like everest
creating waves, strange, they only got crests
peeps losing faith, I been busting your idols
laying out your fate-lines like peter vidal
thanx to me, your skills see a revival
listen asses, hate me, the namez primal
interchangeable, Insignia or Brassic, dont matter
warning to fake thugs, you will hit it flatter
eat ma mercurial flow, you gonna get madhatter syndrome
when I do it, I do it my way, f*** all the people in rome

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Thanx to those who made me
i guess it was time to say this
(Insignia Warrior)