(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 fuck out

[Verse 1]

They call me Neph and I'm a warrior

Comma, hail from Victoria

Fuck 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 shit, 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 fuck 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 fuck 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 condone friends, I can’t like bitches

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

And 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 fuck out

[Scratches] DJ Makeway