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[Intro] Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass Hard bass [Verse 1] Go crazy! Yeah, mazy Labyrinth Hard bass and hard synth I just go crazy! Nigga I have money Yeah, fucking dummy Accidental crash test That's what I am, suck on breast Of government programs Snort more than 4 grams That's my pen pal Yeah, straight from Nepal Big Foot do you hear me? In the same tier, we Are, yeah, enormous, that's right No time to look for a good fight On TV, channel UFC Coco Chanel bitch look at me Mechanical pencil Yeah, animal pretzel Please, serve me dessert I would be very hurt If I got homo as sapiens Instead of being patient Which I would Bitch, only should You do as I say Come on, listen to Cla-Clay [Hook (x2)] Hard synth, bass, slide Everything! [Verse 2] I see the waves on the sea Waving back at me I dive in it, what I see!? A bunch of green algae Yeah, roll 'em up, make some food Sushi never felt so good Mooshi never felt so good Bitch, I'm crazy, feeling like wood You know, brown and hard Control your ugly thoughts fucking retards Wood makes paper Clayton too, fast like water boiling to vapor Happy birthday I say Just don't ever fall prey To the fucking Ray Ban No Armstrong, no bootlegs No redneck, Rayman Don't try and suck my boot, fag Greek the fuck out I'm a damn boy scout Climbing trees and shit Eating grass, pooping green flowers and shit Man, I'm just so virile My neurones just so neural Go, come on, absolutely crazy! And since they all doin' this rhyme, why not? Scorsese! [Hook (x2)] Hard synth, bass, slide Everything! [Verse 3] This shit hard to get out of your mind I mean, I'm so famous I'm all signed I look at my watch, it tells me the time Time for some scotch, yeah, that's really fine Crank the volume all way up Get yourself some coffee, Starbucks I see colorful balls I see four fucking walls They trapping me, fuck it Rose on my lapel, tuck it Those girls on my label? Well They don't have the talent to sell But who cares when they hot as hell Yeah, after I fuck 'em, if they yell With pleasure than maybe they can stay But don't expect benevolence from Cla-Clay Four wheels, six wheels on my whip Oh wait, thought I'd let you ride it? No no, it is just I who ride you, chicks Now excuse me while I hop on without you, hip Let me write it all down You nervous, sweating? I make y'all drown So just let me and my fans Ventilate the fucking vents I know you like these rants Let the water drip on you, and BeyBlade let it rip, Dragoon Just like a DVD, or better Blu-Ray So man just show white flag of peace, you will never reach me!