Clowns
Uh, lets go
Clowns are all that I know
They like to put on a nice show
But when its all over I aint playing around
But when its all over I aint playing around
This verse aint gonna write itself
Just gotta remember Im nice as hell, higher than the lights in hell
Only time could tell if when I die would I get my kinda trail, try to sell
Im writin for a legacy, been everyone else instead of me
From the home of Alpo, but of a different pedigree
When I speak in jest, I need to inject
Hard to breathe from my chest, respect should never leave
I bet it be deep, or it never be free
The high is so incredible to me
I play the game of losing life, my two options:
I kick the habit, waiting for a new option, you got it
Loved ones say Im too gothic, they think its a new topic
Boo, stop it, these dudes be mobbin
And Im the one that gets slapped on the wrist, thats some shit
Let me get a pack and a clip like click click
Clowns are all that I know
They like to put on a nice show
But when its all over I aint playing around
But when its all over I aint playing around
(x2)
Sour to the brain makes the cypher complete
Dont try to get high with me, I use the fire to speak
I happened to be what most are trying to be
Fighting sleep and I aint G-O-D, why? Because he doesnt know me
Ive been walking a steady path to hell
I ask myself if Satan is ready for a challenge
I use him as balance, after the fire nothing else is on my palette
I dont want no one in my palette
If I should die, let it be from an overdose
After my first grammy, so my death wont hurt granny
I choke when I flow, never a toke in my flow
So many typos in what I wrote, I dont know if its dope
Fuck street smarts, I know music theory
So go ahead and turn it up as if you cant hear me
I acknowledge the power of magic, and i use it clearly
Fear is moving near me, I am more en-fearing
Clowns are all that I know
They like to put on a nice show
But when its all over I aint playing around
But when its all over I aint playing around
(x2)
Its magic, Its magic, Its magic, magic, magic
Its magic, its magic, its magic, magic, magic
Clowns are all that I know
They like to put on a nice show
But when its all over I aint playing around
But when its all over I aint playing around
(x2)