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Antisocial (Bonus Track)

 

Antisocial (Bonus Track)

(album: Mad Lifey - 2016)


Come and hit the town tonight
Drink until we get blacked the hell out
Do not give me that "yeah man"
Then turn your phone off and back the hell out
I know that shit go to
Don't pretend to know what I go through
I don't owe you no damn ransom
Antisocial, this the anthem

Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
Anti talking to you, anti vocals
Find me in the hometown, damn I'm local
I be at my best when I'm antisocial
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Put your fucking hands high
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Rocking with the antisocial

No photo shit
Kick it at my dojo
I be on my solo-dolo brodie, hop up off my pogo-stick
Let me catch a vibe
Think I caught the vibe
'Til I'm dead and buried there no other boy the best alive
Grinding like a skater kid
By my own, I hate the biz
Only chicks I know now either stewardess or waitresses
Bury all my problems in the pen and pad
They buy the funny talk and money talk but I ain't selling that
I'm the real and not the real they say they make fake shit sound like grey shit
Or take 'em from the wait-list to the A-list
Man I rather be a bum then do what they had to do to get famous
Nah!
Keep it close to the vest
You ain't around me, you ain't close to the best
Girls out here with 21 questions, oh no, we close to the press

Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
Anti talking to you, anti vocals
Find me in the hometown, damn I'm local
I be at my best when I'm antisocial
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Put your fucking hands high
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Rocking with the antisocial

I don't need nobody I'll be fine
Even back in Elementary I colored outside of the lines
Feel my energy a mile outside my mind
I always keep it century the kid one of a kind
Ain't got time
For no game playing
No politicing
No name saying
No falling off or maintaining
Remote control and I'm game changing
Won't print my name, I'm spray painting
I'm vandalising this year I've been in the zone
Throwing rocks at the thrown
I'm the Anti
Do it like you don't pass blunts get your hands high

Anti phone calls, anti-mobile
Anti talking to you, anti vocals
Find me in the hometown, damn I'm local
I be at my best when I'm antisocial
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Put your fucking hands high
Anti
This the fucking anti
Listen to the anti
Rocking with the antisocial

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