[Chorus]
Write this down, my name’s Super now
We Don’t Sleep, Stormitive, the new sound
So much enthusiasm, moving to be moving out
Grab the matches, I’m soothing doubts}
[Verse 1]
She said she feels more herself on the alc, less sure on doubloons
More in touch with the alc, out of touch with doubloons
...I said the opposite
These songs I’ve writ we’ve profited I’m offering to you
We’s awesome bitch, we’s hollering, doubloons been off the loop
Upside down, my obstacles start to surround me
I just flip em back, processing measured with timing
Never wanna serve something cheesey nor winey
What time is it, bro? You already know
I’m hiding this loss in the eyes of this thought
What kind of prizes does some sweet time offer?
One question can feel like way more than enough words
Life’s a shady lady, can’t trust her
The beat’s a hot dog, grab the mustard
I’m on a Bronco, lookin fresher than Mr. Old Spice
Exploring and flexin on bitches, but you’ll never catch me holdin dice
[Chorus]
Write this down, my name’s Super now
We Don’t Sleep, Stormitive, the new sound
So much enthusiasm, moving to be moving out
Grab the matches, I’m soothing doubts}
[Verse 2]
Off the doubloons, I be feeling asexual
Off the medicinal, I’m on the hunt for fruits and vegetables
First I smoke, then I eat an edible
Hit my vape pen, that’s a marijuana festival
Smoke, smoke, smoke, but no drink (except some water)
Grow, grow, grow, bitch, you know we don’t shrink
Bend, bend, bend, we don’t break (except some hearts, yo)
Mend, mend, mend, no more burning at the stake
Live, live, live, we don’t fake
Give, give, give, but those notes we gon take
Mix, mix, mix, we don’t divide
Bitch, bitch, bitch, all we hear from your tribe
I’m alive bro, my life’s a poem, I’m resting on a high note
It’s so sweet, I’m so on it, to put less or more songs on it
Doubloons be tellin me to go with mas
What if one more song gives more hope for all?
[Chorus]
Write this down, my name’s Super now
We Don’t Sleep, Stormitive, the new sound
So much enthusiasm, moving to be moving out
Grab the matches, I’m soothing doubts}
[Verse 3]
I get bad mood swings, the gas
Let’s use what you bring
Doubloons can be very bad, now that’s a true thing
Meditation and some ass? Now that’s two things
I was born yesterday, but I’m past toothing
Life is a ride and that bitch is fast moving
If you say die, your wits are trashed, losing
You is not a great idea, it’s nat soothing
...the tracks moving
Orchestras can play a black and black movie
Close your eyes, lad, relax and jazz smoothly
Prove to me my majesty matches what you see
Not inside your mind or sensory tunings
Not inside your cognitive metropolis, loosie
In your heart and soul! Mine are wack and zap through me
So grab me and sap ingenuity
[Chorus]
Write this down, my name’s Super now
We Don’t Sleep, Stormitive, the new sound
So much enthusiasm, moving to be moving out
Grab the matches, I’m soothing doubts}
[Verse 4]
The mary go round like a merry go round
You see that cherry rounder than a derriere now
Put some doubloons in the right hands, that’s a fucking come-up
Hard working creative man like Dwight, dumb slut
You get a chance to act the Office, suddenly the tongue trapped
Humor’s a bag full of sand, gotta punch it back
Love when my words lower many eyebrows
Misunderstanding me’s a penalty, take a timeout
Interviewers gon b askin me, what you rhyme bout?
I just let the flow possess me like a good ghost
Sneezing on the beat, making booger toast
Miss me with that white shit tho, and drugs in my nostrils
I only want some healthy shit in me found in fucking Farmville
Taking no chances, but I like roller coaster rides
Hope these bars provoke someone to grow inside
If it’s nice in and outside, better hope you’re high
[Chorus]
Write this down, my name’s Super now
We Don’t Sleep, Stormitive, the new sound
So much enthusiasm, moving to be moving out
Grab the matches, I’m soothing doubts}
[Verse 5]
People actually fuck with that cold weather shit
The only things I want cold are my bitches and my beverages
I recently wrote lines that were so less offensive
If the suburbs stop backing me, who the fuck am I going to mess with?
Stormitive’s a bad good guy, there’s your lesson kids
Hateful, sinful, swag by the bin-full
Annoyingly unique, big hand, can of pringles
Stormitive’s the most complicated, bitch, it’s really simple
Whether or not you will continue to be employed will be considered
If you whisper us, B! Unwind your mind then clear that shit like internet history
People don’t often find what’s within my lines going cross their minds
But with much more time, we will find more time, making so much shit, wasting no more lives
I give every little Stormitive voice a listen
More like it’s an engine, all of the running pistons
My one mission is to distort reality
I hope all of my family are proud of me
