We're no crazy on that beat. Go me, you go crazy. But no matter what happens, man, I don't give a fuck anymore, because the night is mine. Believe me, tonight will be the night of the nights, because I have a box of Becks in it. I'm ready for fucked up action, hey, and better you bring something to change. Because I make ladies wet like a ride with jet skis and I mix a little Jack and Coke. Man, I'm back in the zone and make parties as if it were my last stop. Before I end up in hell, but no matter, the devil gives me the payment, then everything will be paid in full. My mix of the dead, but otherwise I won't get drunk anymore, because I'm used to it. And tonight problems are not present in everyday life, because after a few glasses of gin, everything is quickly drowned out. I'm addicted and it fucks me, but the submarine at my mom makes tick, tick. And she tells me, my time has not come for a long time, I see everything blurred, but it wasn't in vain, I'm fine, but no one knows how long it will go. As long as I dance with the devil, everything is okay and maybe it's too late at some point, but whatever, until then my glass is always half full. Every time it gets night on the weekend, can you assume that I'm going crazy? I lose control, but no matter what happens, man, I don't give a fuck anymore, because the night is mine. Every time it gets night on the weekend, can you assume that I'm going crazy? I lose control, but no matter what happens, man, I don't give a fuck anymore, because the night is mine.