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I don't know yo homies
16 on me no I ain't by my lonely
My ops all below me,
know you a clown why your mans try to float me
I stay in the Oey
500

This for the ones that said me spitting was worthless
Rap niggas I be making 'em nervous
You heard bitch
And for the clowns I don't visit the circus

across time

Back Down!
Better to distance yourself so you don't break down

Back Down!
Get away now so you don't become another circus clown

Don't even

write them down
I spit it straight to the face and then I pipe ‘em down
Uhh
Hit the plug, get it by the pound
Man, your guy’s looking like a clown
Let me

go
This rambling man wants to settle down
It's time to come home
Could you keep me on my feet
'Cause I can hardly stand
Yeah, the weight's too

your last nigga, he ain't it, but he a clown 
Imma knock that pussy out and go another round 
Hit you from the front and then tell your ass to turn

the Captain now)
Look at me (I'm the Captain now)
Look at me
Look at me

You feel beautiful
Throw that ass around
I know that you proud
I could tell by your

should give 'em the chills
What's there to expect from clowns with no skills
And where's your notebook, by the way
Didn't you know - everyday with me for

to dim our lights down (clown)
Word blazin my bones, I ain't come to play (around)
Standin firm on that Gospel, you can get it right (now)
We can go at it,

don't fuck with clowns
Yeah ima keep it up like three or four rounds
If a nigga act up he gone meet the trey pound
Lil shawty A1 so I keep her around

this loud
Trynna ride our waves pussyboy you gonna drown
Potato on the glock this bitch don’t make a sound
If you talking foul put you six feet in

An some how I still land on my feet da shit a tendency/
She fell in love wit dis big dick energy/
A clown now  I cut her off she call me a enemy /

Dis shit

then I wouldn't feel like I was buried three feet deep
Carried my arms by the sleeve
Scratching my chin on the way back like
"How come she don't want me,

how i play its on sight glock long sight better take advice headshot now he cant think twice niggas be some goofys they some clowns tell em move around

enough
To sweep me off my feet
And bring me down
I'm in a crowd
But there's nobody who
Will look me in the eye
And I get on my knees and pray
'Cause I'm

you’ve come 
Don’t forget who you are
Hold me steady
Cuz I been buzzin bouta week
Feeling heavy, never ready
You the baseline in my feet
If we talkin

counted out by most of these Clowns
And now it's our time to show the world what we're bout
I keep my head up stay 10 toes down
I don't have time for

swords double wielding
I'm just checking out my hair and my feet are going weewoo
So I spread my wings and I start to fly
Then I get digested by a big fat

Mr. Tambourine Man

Roger McGuinn

Eight Miles High: Live in New York

2015

to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

Mr. Tambourine Man

Roger McGuinn

Stories, Songs & Friends

2014

to stand but still not sleeping
My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet
I have no one to meet
And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming

hella killers man gotta get her out
I'm up in the trappin game we gon make a sound
I got riders but no gang they be stupid clowns
Im finna make statement

Sanford
Their words are all off I inspired the shit you take up
These niggas is clowns for the shit they try to make up
I'm still aiming to be among greats

I
Wont say it again
Killing these niggas
One stroke of the pen
And I 
Thought we could vibe
Everything planned out it's all by design
Planted my feet

You ain't scarin' me talkin' murder, my life been at the end
Palermo by myself in a brand new Benz (new Benz)
It's Top, nigga

Prayin' to my