Work (One, two, three, four) Work (One, two, three, four) Work, work, work (One, two, three, four) (One, two, three, four, five, six, do it!) I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya Yeah, I saw 'em clashing, ain't nobody listenin’ They talkin' loud, but all I'm hearin' is that hissing, man You wanna throw shade? Better aim with precision, fam ‘Cause I’ll beep ya career quicker than an Instagram ban! They out here, clashin' like cymbals—no harmony I’m on beat, they off-key, call it musical robbery I break through the noise like a knife in butter, slice clean (One, two, three, four), now watch ‘em shudder! I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya (Nah!) I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya (clashing-clashing) I saw 'em clashing, I-I-I can’t hear ya They talk that beep, but nah, I can't hear ya! Shhh, silence! (One, two, three, four) I think they forgot who the beep they talkin' to! One, two, three, four! Let’s go! Oh, now they wanna clash? They stuck in reverse I’m so ahead, I make 'em choke on their own words—*cough, cough* Yeah, call me the remix king Flip the script so hard, it'll make ya head spin (One, two, three, four), yeah, they never evolve Same old, same flows, no problems solved I’m dynamite, about to blow in ya face You clashing? Nah, you just a beep disgrace! I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya! Clashing-clashing (I can't hear ya!) I saw 'em clashing, I-I-I can’t hear ya One, two, three, four, I STILL can’t hear ya! Yo, it's funny how y'all scream so loud, but sound so weak... (One, two, three, four) Y’all ever get tired of that cheap-ass noise? I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya I-I-I saw ‘em clashing, I-I-I-I One, two, three, four (whispered), one, two, three, four Man, I'm out. Y'all ain’t sayin' NOTHIN’! Yo, hold up... Y’all still here? Man, this ain't an encore, this is me takin' out the trash! I said—IT’S OVER! Pack it up, go home! Nah, for real, I got stuff to do, places to be. What, y’all thought this was like some Marvel movie? Waitin' for the post-credits scene? *beep* outta here with that! You want an extra verse? Ain’t happenin’! Yo DJ, cut this off, man... I saw 'em clashing, I can't hear ya! Clashing-clashing (I can't hear ya!) I saw 'em clashing, I-I-I can’t hear ya One, two, three, four, I STILL can’t hear ya! -------------------------------------- Yo, Venom Flow takin’ you on a wild ride with the master remix! No stems, just raw energy, pure madness. Took that original track, threw it into the ring, and hit it with that Venom Flow spin. This one’s all about feelin' the heat, no holds barred. Crank it up! I’m out. Venom Flow.