Pharoahe Monch — Crazy

[Bridge] Deleted scenes of American dreams blurred I'm the American dream deferred And I do not have any fucks to give So get them hands up, let's live You are now rocking with the phenom phenomenal Original indigenous Geronimo So hiyya hiyya heyy We gon' rock it all night and all day and get crazy [Chorus] Yea Crazy [Verse 1] This is not a popular pop hit for the populous This is Doctor Octopus mixed with the innocuous Six pictures that depict the apocalypse Pictures of a mosh pit in a fallen metropolis The karma of a kamikaze pilot without binoculars Probably like an oxy to paparazzi photographers You are a carbon copy, a mockery of this rock shit I should probably just pop you in the back of the head and watch you (Four... three... two... Drop!) Thirteen! You know the X is for anonymous Feels like I'm in the prime of my life but not Rodimus [Refrain] 'Cause radio can suck my dick And Wall Street can lick my balls 'Cause it's all about the 1%, let it burn Let it fall to the ground, just get up to get down and go crazy [Chorus] Yea Crazy We gon' what?! We gon' rock it all night and all day and get crazy Yea Crazy [Bridge] Deleted scenes of American dreams blurred I'm the American dream deferred And I do not have any fucks to give So get them hands up, let's live You are now rocking with the phenom phenomenal Original indigenous Geronimo So hiyya hiyya heyy We gon' rock it all night and all day [Verse 2] I wanna kidnap every rapper that's rapping over this trap shit Slap him in a contraption and smack him 'til he's collapsing Specially these backward rappers from New York who be acting like they're immaculate with the raps but don't really be living the trapping life Remove his organs then utilize as a sacrifice Now ya favorite rapper's a mutilated hermaphrodite Saved him like a pastor then booted him to the afterlife Executed, electrocuted him with a catheter Attach it to back of a battery then blasted via satellite And let the whole wide world witness The gradual decapitation of a rapper with an exact-o knife The massive massacre of actors that aren't acting right [Refrain] 'Cause radio can suck my dick And Wall Street can lick my balls 'Cause it's all about the 1%, let it burn Let it fall to the ground, just get up to get down and go crazy [Chorus] Yea Crazy We gon' what?! We gon' rock it all night and all day and get crazy Yea Crazy