JPEGMAFIA - Black Steve Austin Lyrics

[*Glass shattering*]
"Uhh, shitshow us your prizes"
Uh-huh
"And that's not-"
Ay, uh
"-being married to Steve Austin-"
My God
"-he was always nice to-"
Yeah, my God
"-rays that would last-"
Bitch, you know who it is

Going for the pin
Yeah, yeah, uh
"-I think it's something-"

I ain't with the talking
You know that I'm cold like Boston
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve
Bitch, you kn-
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young
I ain't with the talking
Bitch, you know I'm cold like Boston
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass I'm a young Steve Austin
Beat my bitch ass - a young Steve -

Bitch you know I'm saucin'
I've been on a tour bitch, I'm bossin'
Beat my bitch ass like a young Steve Austin
Keep that heat stashed cause' I'm cold like Boston
Pin that hoe down and she spread like frosting
Young Andy Kaufman
Bitch, I'm in a coffin
Rose from the dead
Got that head
Like a Petraeus
No, I don't give a fuck
Bout' how the media portray us
Cause I know pussy niggas always come in different flavors
It's like black ones
White ones
Skinny, fat, and dyke ones
Clothesline, suplex
Bitch, I might fight one
Beat my bitch ass like a young Chris Brown
The only difference is Steve pale, Chris brown
I beat my bitch ass cause' it's only thing I'm good at
I beat my bitch ass cause I'm white and I can do that

"-that man right there! This crowd [?] "