Touchdown Lyrics

I never been so confident, competition lopsided

If you don't push me to violence, I promise I won't be violent

I'm a pick 'em up and put 'em all in a little pile

They never listened up, so I'm a do it all with a smile

Run it, run it

I'm the quarterback

If you don't love it, you can go and take a tour of the past

Maybe punt it or something

My passes pouring down

It's getting sorta nasty

Becoming automatic

They got too many bad habits, and I wreak way to much havoc

No wonder we're clashing

You birds, and I'm magic, it's tragic, the fact is, I've had it

I've had it up to here with your blabbing

I didn't stutter, but I think you lagging

Only way I talk to you to find out where the trash is

I gotta find some fuel to burn if I'm a really blast off

I can't crash, I didn't get a masters like my dad did

Life some bull-shit, I got one hand on the saddle

Never rattled, I been taught to handle cattle

I don't panic when I'm riding into battle

It's my advantage, you don't wanna make me, slam the paddle

I don't dabble in anything, I own it

We're taking over by Twenty-Six, you know it

I only got one shot at this, not blowing it

They all tell me to tone it down, but none of 'em voters

They don't know how this works, but I'm fixing to show 'em

I never been so confident, competition lopsided

If you don't push me to violence, I promise I won't be violent

I'm a pick 'em up and put 'em all in a little pile

They never listened up, so I'm a do it all with a smile

Run it, run it

I'm the quarterback

If you don't love it, you can go and take a tour of the past

Maybe punt it or something

My passes pouring down

It's getting sorta nasty

Becoming automatic

I don't know how to tell you buddy, but we're not buddies

Come within a football field of me, and end up bloody

You'd be lucky if a broken neck was all you suffered

Maybe though, at least then, you'd take your mouth and shut it

It's so funny how you all act puzzled, like you loved me

You all made me want to kill myself, you're not my brothers

Maybe 'cuz you said to kill yourself?

You never shut up

What'd you think when Justin killed himself?

You didn't shut up!

Fuck you!

I lowered my walls, I loved you

You threw away all of it

Fuck you

I'm ready to call this shit, Touchdown

I'm rising in prominence, I'm up now

Headed towards dominance, you mundane, abominable garbage

I'm unchained, unstoppable, pardon me

I guess I never felt this good before

I never been so confident, competition lopsided

If you don't push me to violence, I promise I won't be violent

I'm a pick 'em up and put 'em all in a little pile

They never listened up, so I'm a do it all with a smile

Run it, run it

I'm the quarterback

If you don't love it, you can go and take a tour of the past

Maybe punt it or something

My passes pouring down

It's getting sorta nasty

Becoming automatic