DJ Makeway - N lyrics

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DJ Makeway - N lyrics

(Tell me I'm crazy.) (Nephilim.) (You're crazy.) [Hook] I get, crazy I get, wild I get, crazy So put your hands up to the ceiling if you're feeling it baby I get, wild I get, crazy I get, wild And if you ain't here to party, you can get the f** out [Verse 1] They call me Neph and I'm a warrior Comma, hail from Victoria f** grammatical structure Learned it from uncle, both came from the same island Covered in jungle Oh, did I stumble or slip like a banana Tripped, ‘till I fell on my face I grabbed a vine and got a grip Swing right back into frame Oh sh**, I'm back at ‘em like a bad habit You can ask the addict, I know best My poke is only slow when I'm not focused But f** man, when I'm here, I'm like magic man, hocus pocus I make these jokers disappear. Done the seven sins, seven times Break them down to seven rhymes Seven shots, seven limes. I used to do seven lines Close my blinds, seven kinds of depression. Better learn my lesson I'm resurrected, Get it as brutal as second guessing [Hook] I get, crazy I get, wild I get, crazy So put your hands up to the ceiling if you're feeling it baby I get, wild I get, crazy I get, wild And if you ain't here to party, you can get the f** out [Scratches] DJ Makeway [Verse 2] I break a pound down, smoking like a pow-wow Family all around now, watching as you blow up This is the countdown, I need you to go nuts Beat by Rob the Viking make me throw up (blah) Like Diller donuts, I'm on the strictest diet of liars and kiters And biters and those who amplifying there problems to loud in my zone I don't get close friends, I can't like b**hes I got enough here to deal with on my own Huh, yeah, I said it. I never edit it out Especially not on [?] The rattle, watch my mouth and see all of these rappers pout Actors getting the axe ‘till we asking about the BaxWar soldier torture Pick another route I try to do right over wrong All along here in God's land Ain't no Satanist but aching to come vouch [Hook] I get, crazy I get, wild I get, crazy So put your hands up to the ceiling if you're feeling it baby I get, wild I get, crazy I get, wild And if you ain't here to party, you can get the f** out [Scratches] DJ Makeway