Letras: Chiddy Bang. Pro's Freestyle 1.0.

Xaphoon, you crazy...
Crazy, crazy, crazy, cra, cra, cra, crazy...

Can I rock to this rhyme? You're not on my mind,
They said we blowin up, don't jump on our mine,
I once had a tie to the world, I was blind,
Now I see everything through these contacts of mine,
I'm at the office, yeah I does it again, I touch it, it wins, that's why the label buzzin me in,
Uh, told my momma I won't stop til I'm signed, I'm hot with the rhyme, you Megatron, I'm Optimus Prime,
I'm locked in a line, I'm just waitin for my turn, still fresh to death, so this paper I gotta earn,
I am Stern, David comissioned me for athleticism, the prototype on the mic just check my mechanism,
They ask, "How you make the world feel it? "
I say it's D-N-A, It's just in my double helix,
My controversions sells, if controversy sells,
Then I'm a take this 9, shoot the president and bail,
Uh, not Barack though I love ya, you in a lower weight class, I'm above ya,
Can I get this? Guarantee I spit this, hand on the stand, I guarantee you should witness
Yeah, the boy back like retro, I want my car to have NOS like Esco,
I'm in that class in the corner I'm special, the flow magic, magic, presto
I take off, before it, I break off. Perfect attendance I'm never takin days off
And while I put in work they gettin a laid off, and this is based off, flow.
I'm feeling like I'm near cash, on drive so I steer fast
Don't they feel my impact like a deer crash
Promised aunty if I win you see it's right, make the rain go away like a windshield wipe
I'm ripe, I'm raw, I'm everything above
A big enough heart to give a hater a hug
Shootin off whether it's grenades or a slug, still bees honey bees designated by buzz, what?