Shoola 72. Super Bowl Smoke 1. John Renshaw

Описание: All Shoola 72 lyrics- John Renshaw
tro – half-spoken, head nod]
Yeah…
Kickoff still an hour out
I ain’t rushin’ nothin’

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[Verse 1 – YOUR LYRICS, CLEANED + RIDE THE BEAT]

I’m gonna smoke this Super Bowl
Football-sized buds, so outta control
And take a little stroll, no pregame bullshit dull
Clear my head, hit the bowl

I’m fixin’ to take
My Super Bowl stroll

All the teams
Live broken dreams
Hit ’em in the seams
Rocket arm, laser beams

A hit off the bowl, I coughed up a lung
But then I was Jerry Rice
And you were Steve Young

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[Hook – chanty, crowd-ready]

This ain’t a sprint, it’s a ritual roll
Past the ghosts of Lombardis and goals
Light it up slow, let the memories roll
I’m takin’ my… Super Bowl stroll

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[Verse 2 – BREAK IT DOWN / RULES OF THE GAME]

Let’s break it down, this game indeed
Here’s what you know when you hit this weed:
Every snap got a past and a scar
Every logo built legends and bars
Dynasties rise, empires fold
Same cold field, new story told

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[Verse 3 – SEATTLE SEAHAWKS]

Seattle Seahawks, born in ’76
Pacific Northwest, rain-soaked hits
12s in the stands, loudest crowd alive
CenturyLink shake, false starts five

Legion of Boom, steel in their tone
Sherman talk slick, Chancellor stone
One yard line still haunt that night
But they crushed Denver, forty-three white

Blue-green feathers, defense first creed
Run game thunder, Marshawn Beast Mode speed
From Zorn to Wilson, eras collide
Seattle flyin’ with the tide

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[Verse 4 – NEW ENGLAND PATRIOTS]

New England Patriots, Boston spine
Six rings heavy, dynasty time
Brady to Gronk, surgical cold
Two-minute drills written in gold

Snow games, tuck rule, Spygate noise
Villains to some, champs to the boys
Belichick hoodie, no emotion shown
Turn sixth-round picks into cornerstones

From Bledsoe’s hit to the last parade
Twenty years bent how the league was played
Hate ’em or love ’em, facts remain
They ruled the era, owned the game

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[Bridge – floaty, smoked-out reflection]

Every team here once thought it was fate
Every loss still echoes late
When you’re high enough, you finally see
It’s all just hope with a jersey

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[Final Hook – BIG, SING-ALONG]

Light it up slow, let the moment roll
Past broken dreams and the ultimate goal
From kickoff nerves to the final scroll
I’m takin’ my… Super Bowl stroll

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[Outro – spoken]
Doesn’t matter who wins, man…
Tonight, history already showed up.