Lyrics:
niggas pretend to be, yeah
Bitch, I hang with Comedians
None of these clowns are offending me
Top of my game, "E.C.B" the initials
And keep a dagger in
why I came late
In this couple all by my damn self why would I change lanes
Foreign bitch matching all my shoes and ain't no damn lace
On my dick
(Katana of the damned)
(The world is my stand)
(This is getting out of hand)
(Summoning demons in the sand)
1, 2, 3, my wrist crisp like iced tea
skirt's high-waisted
She's faded
She's been smoking on plain Jane
I planned a life with this girl
She said I ruined her world
I saw the devil in my dreams
out the nose of my fo'-fo'
Gunnin down all you bozos who run and call for po-po
Send in paramedics and bring a lot of antisthetics
Motherfuckin bodies
To prove that making peace is useless
Bonus, they'll crackdown
On anything democratic, wow
That's a win-win for Benjamin
'Cause he can send in the Likud
now
Ride around town, rollie bust down
You a damn clown, you a damn clown
Blast a nigga, Kamehameha, like I'm Goku
You're in the presence of a G.O.A.T
playin da game
Kno dey keep da gas by da pump it's propane
Shoulda stayed in school u a fool u a lame
My niggas died felt dat shit in my veins
Shit sad
in this bitch looking like jango
When I blow up wear the same clothes
She take it off when i say so, huh
That little bitch is a jane doe, huh
Jane sitten on my lap, fucking in public/
I'm an innocent young man/
Forgive you, if you saying something/
Hibiscus flower tattoo symbols my time/
Got
Say Mel and T Mayne
I'm a make a nigga feel on this
Top and bottom never walk in my neighborhood
(South baton rouge)
The candy lady out of business
feel cool, yuh, I'm all in my zone
Uh, take that boy to school quick he foolin around
And when it come to money bitch we move it, we poolin it round
Welcome to the madlands!
Where all your freaking nightmares do come true
Meanwhile, the clowns in parliament
Are trying to drive the country
Que te pasa, you ain't even in my clasa
I'm the wrong one to fuck with
Drive-bys in the truck quick
Fuck you, suck dick, ha
You ain't got no wins in
To requirements
Metaphors, I'm rhyming 'em
Whilst juggling a ton of shit
Ain't plucking on the Violin
Yea we ran by clowns
We live in the circus
Look around
sound like a bomb now Kush and di Ras dem a bawl out god name
Dem a gun clown a dem lane dem a stay pon
Suh man send fi mi likkle nephew Daiquan
From
a bitch he ain’t no gangsta fuck that ryda nigga
I’m coming in ask La Matt that’s my Soulja nigga
Send big deezy with that choppa it ain’t no problem with
Send me a sign waiting so long since I've stepped in this line
Heaven don't stop for my petty little crimes
When I'm feeling so tall I'm just small
clowns
I guess i’m up next now
I won’t be surprised
If my wife has green eyes
Let the record show
When she blinks i feel low
Would you waste a day in
sound
I've met a couple pussies turns out
They're just fucking clowns
I've been going through different motions
How I let the time go by ?
She was always
to Jupiter to peep my sound station
A beautiful array of cut 'n scratch configurations
Limitations strictly defined by motivation
Know your place in the maze
vowels
Bring ten men, then I'll send my venom in em
You ain't gonna win em cause he got a women's momentum
And I don't want to hear from this queer
Charlie, what a clown
He´s the biggest piece of shit in town
Well known for drinking, all around
Refrain
,like I'm at the rec
Try play like you Superman , end up in the yard
Missles send you far, send you very far, I'm talkn Mars
Bitch I'm dreaming large
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