Antone - SuperBowl lyrics

Alright. Hopefully, this sh** sounds better Spring Break 2017, y'all, trying to get some recording out of the way Shoutout to the H-Town fam. Shoutsout to IQ Let's get it I'm so persistent. Don't need no antiperspirant They just sneak dissing. Address no f**ing elephant Yeah boy keep b**hing. Man, it's getting hot in here Please get out the kitchen. I'm the main topic here Stop with the revision. sh** stain on my F. Loom Yes I got the juice like OJ, and I did it too Yes I'm in the news cause I'm beefing with the President But at this point in time who ain't beefing with the President? No sea anemone can be a friend of me Cause all of my enemies keep thinking about befriending me Do you got a friend in me? b**h no This ain't Toy Story or a stupid kids show This is real life, and it's time for you to know: Life bites back like a b**h with a cone I'm still itching to turn all you boys into stone And put you on display like a wax statue of Stallone Creostax I get it jumping like rabbits. Bad routine and habits Mistakes lifestyle as lavish to be radish Or to be honest, this like cabbage Except without the green Incredible Hulk without the mean An Avenger without the team A Styrofoam cup without the lean My plate is clean. My slate needs cleaning Wax on, wax off New shiny feeling. Never does too much reading All he thinks is appealing, for all he says is revealing Tempted he not to end her squealing She grips them both, breathing on the same pattern, and exhaling She must be exhausted. SKRT off I go deeply With no apologies. You're f**ing with the prodigy Once this comes to mind, now, they're asking for a lot from me Write an extra rhyme, must be a job for me Imma have to firmly decline any offer you gave Let's not cross the line. You're thinking too small I'm thinking way before my time, way before the shine No way. Before the grind My gears shift [?] until Sunday I'll turn the apocalypse into a fun day Verbtastic verses exploding with color You, who does not convey The prophecy's been fulfilled today Alright. Hopefully, this sh** sounds better [?] I drink the wine, but not the goose I make decisions, hate to choose I'm Sherlock Holmes, I give you clues You be the boss, [?] [?] Looking like I'm cruising right on 45 and 16 without the cruise How'd you start it? How'd you switch up? How'd you paint the bigger picture? How'd you end up the mixture? How'd you fix the broken pictures? How'd you make up all the stations? How'd you make up jurisdictions? And I'm [?] riding down 45 City is big with the SuperBowl lights Come take the chances [?] tonight Everything is here for you to try Hey. pc. All hail pc god. Anti-Social 2017. Coming through with the motherf**ing team. HDY. Hi-Def Youth. b**h. We're taking over this motherf**ing b**h. What's up ho? Hey f** all you lames. f** you motherf**ing f*ggots. Shout out to AnTone for this track. Hey Let's get it I hopped out the Uber on a Friday night My homie said he got a b**h who ain't afraid to bite But I'm higher than a kite, so I dislike to socialize Bloodshot in the eyes. Creeping thoughts of suicide. Man, I feel alive I take another hit off the sh**s in the whip with the clique and we planning out a lick Loading bullets in the clip just in case we gotta shoot and dip All these b**hes asking for a bit off the money that I'm making But I don't see no a**es shaking I don't see not ratchet b**hes t**ng It's 2017, and all I see is corruption These hoes blowing up my phone when I'm at the function And now I'm over here munching and grubbing I'm in a b**h like McLovin' I'm moving slow, yeah, I'm slugging off a Xan stop bugging me I got the flow, and you can vibe with it so easily I stay sleazy. Got your girl yelling pc. b**h. Hey Goddamn. I went off on this b**h. RIP 2Pac Shakur Hey. Word up H-Town. Screwston, let's get it I'm swanging right, then I'm left. Boy, I'm always switching lanes This a midnight cruise because the luster of fame This a pacing in the air around me, I'm doing 50 Slow enough to droop but fast enough to swiftly take the exit and gun the light before it's red Chopped and screwed on repeat, jamming back to what I said Now I'm in the ward districts, looking at the changes Construction projects, slowly meant for rearranging the flow of traffic so the people can avoid the hood And the mayor wins another election, cause they're good I'm pretending that the city ain't a veiled half measure All I see are oil corporations taking pleasure Knowing that they got the state economy by the throat The government is fine, it's the rest of us that choke But it's good I'm just sipping, I just got my double cup We all drowning the purple when we can't swim up I'm just wilding like I won the SuperBowl I'm just wilding like I won the SuperBowl And I'm just wilding like I won the SuperBowl See, I'm just wilding like I won the SuperBowl