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CIRCUS
by Salem Sivik
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Ladies and gentlemen, for your viewing pleasure I introduce to you the one and only Salem Sivik
Been outside but I'm still isolated
I been around but I ain't found no one to match my placement
God body be the word
What they heard, he adamant again
I got these niggas scared form every angle of my pen
Peep trends
I am the wave these dudes wanna follow
Don't mimic mine, I give a line from times when I was hollow
I get inclined, I realign the landscape that they modeled
You wishing bad, I wish you would
No playing games with sorrow
You niggas to basic for me man
I'm an over thinker
Well dressed eating Udon with a book to linger
Paranoia tucked inside the rings between these fingers
Trust none more than self, for myself it's given
I'm Alan Moore adding more to works that I'm giving
What matters more, the place I take when innovations missing for the common folk
Common tropes, your fav is not as dope
They elements be missing isotopes
Just check the liner notes,
My God
Say kids you want to hear a joke
Well what's funnier than being asked to work while the world is burning
Nothing funnier than hypocrisy and all adults are hypocrites
Enjoy your youth while you still can
Been outside but I'm still isolated
Out of hibernation is a weird mother fucker making these lofty proclamations
Promise I'ma put a brand new hole inside the matrix
Dreaming big since I was teen that simp for Sania Lathan
The goal ain't really fame it's more like infamy
Hollywood seem kinda off and really that don't sit with me
Meaning more for me of course the aim to be nomadic
Steady pace of holding grace while building better habits in amazing fashion
What is static to a true conductor
With just a Nixon on my wrist I'll make a basic nigga shake and stutter
Apologizing though like Ruben Studdard cause I know exclusionary talk don't really move us upward
But if you gon' try it, try your luck
Lines on Bolo with the uppercuts
Your mind don't show enough
I'll turn your pride into a tummy tuck
Tough and tall let me open up see I prefer to build
See from all the years I put in practice to perfect the skill
See me as a cross between Mister Terrific and Plastic Man
Or if The Question was a black man hiding spite behind a glad hand
Same hand is waving you good luck and pray it's fortified
Please keep your feet inside we hope that you enjoy the ride
Tell your friends and loved ones we have a very special show for you this evening
Ladies and gentlemen, for your viewing pleasure I introduce to you the one and only Salem Sivik
Been outside but I'm still isolated
I been around but I ain't found no one to match my placement
God body be the word
What they heard, he adamant again
I got these niggas scared form every angle of my pen
Peep trends
I am the wave these dudes wanna follow
Don't mimic mine, I give a line from times when I was hollow
I get inclined, I realign the landscape that they modeled
You wishing bad, I wish you would
No playing games with sorrow
You niggas to basic for me man
I'm an over thinker
Well dressed eating Udon with a book to linger
Paranoia tucked inside the rings between these fingers
Trust none more than self, for myself it's given
I'm Alan Moore adding more to works that I'm giving
What matters more, the place I take when innovations missing for the common folk
Common tropes, your fav is not as dope
They elements be missing isotopes
Just check the liner notes,
My God
Say kids you want to hear a joke
Well what's funnier than being asked to work while the world is burning
Nothing funnier than hypocrisy and all adults are hypocrites
Enjoy your youth while you still can
Been outside but I'm still isolated
Out of hibernation is a weird mother fucker making these lofty proclamations
Promise I'ma put a brand new hole inside the matrix
Dreaming big since I was teen that simp for Sania Lathan
The goal ain't really fame it's more like infamy
Hollywood seem kinda off and really that don't sit with me
Meaning more for me of course the aim to be nomadic
Steady pace of holding grace while building better habits in amazing fashion
What is static to a true conductor
With just a Nixon on my wrist I'll make a basic nigga shake and stutter
Apologizing though like Ruben Studdard cause I know exclusionary talk don't really move us upward
But if you gon' try it, try your luck
Lines on Bolo with the uppercuts
Your mind don't show enough
I'll turn your pride into a tummy tuck
Tough and tall let me open up see I prefer to build
See from all the years I put in practice to perfect the skill
See me as a cross between Mister Terrific and Plastic Man
Or if The Question was a black man hiding spite behind a glad hand
Same hand is waving you good luck and pray it's fortified
Please keep your feet inside we hope that you enjoy the ride
Tell your friends and loved ones we have a very special show for you this evening