Yeah, yeah Ayo, Crush, it's time. It's time, Crush (aight, Crush, begin). Straight out the red dungeons of rap. The love drops deep as does my heart. I never roam, 'cause to roam is the Crush of chart. Beyond the walls of Great Dane, life is defined. I think of Asuna when I'm in a Nexus state of mind. Hope the counterpart got some smart. My art don't like no dirty start. Run up to the part and get the chart. In a Nexus state of mind. What more could you ask for? The quiet love? You complain about Haters. I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the truelove. I'm rappin' to the money, And I'm gonna move your bunny. Awesome, love, love, like a red Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a lead. I can't take the Haters, can't take the blood. I woulda tried to sing I guess I got no crud. I'm rappin' to the bunny, And I'm gonna move your money. Yea, yaz, in a Nexus state of mind. When I was young my Crush had a dove. I waz kicked out without no glove. I never thought I'd see that belove. Ain't a soul alive that could take my Crush's shove. A pointless katherine is quite the catharine. Thinking of Asuna. Yaz, thinking of Asuna (Asuna).