Lyrics:
Rap life
If I'm sippin' Sprite then it's muddy
(if I'm sippin' Sprite then it's muddy)
These niggas, these niggas, these niggas clowns like Krusty
three, four
March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down, send in the clowns
the alley (doing drills)
Smoking tooka pack you can't loud me (hell naw)
Boy I ain't no clown you can't clown me (hell naw)
I'm always up you can't down me
love makes a fool of me
For love makes a clown of me
Yes it does, yes it does, yes it does, yes it does
You know it's worthless, as worthless can be
love makes a fool of me
For love makes a clown of us
Yes it does, Yes it does, Yes it does- Yes it does
You know it's worthless, as worthless can be
of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down; send in the clowns
The carnival of sins is now going
Doggin' em
Hah ah uh ah uh
Here We Go
I bring you up and then you bring me down
Now how you gonna clown the top dogg in the pound
Girl, my
three, four
March of the dogs to a beat of disillusion
Sworn under God, breeding panic and confusion
The white flag is down, send in the clowns
Thinking about who gotta get robbed because the mob got a job for us
The drove us down to the sober section
Of town where the clowns don't be paying
Just like a clown,
But a change better come on soon,
Or I'll be gone,
I can't be hangin' 'round with all of this,
Goin' on.
You're tellin' me
clown
You bring me up
Ya you bring me up
Ya you bring me up
Ya you bring me up
Summer, hot sun and sand
Hot babes lookin' oh so tan
T-roofs and rags
J'étais pour vous
Un clown voilà tout
L'idiot et le fou
Tellement fou de vous...
Pardon jolie dame
De quitter le jeu
Je dépose les armes
Adieu...
De vous
the clowns to cut 'em down.
The Popular Creeps are talking bad about us with our backs turned.
They better leave us stoners alone.
The Popular Creeps are
Never think to ever look around
Never see it coming at you
With your head in the clouds
Looking like a fool
Drinking like a clown,
Worried you'd be
that take-off clown
Gonna bring that take-off artist down
Gonna do him dirty, I ain't gonna stop
Gonna use his brain for my private johnny mop
Aw, gonna
P.T. Barnum said it so long ago
There's one born every minute, don't you know
Some make us laugh, some make us cry
These clowns only gonna make
don't believe who's got the cash
I’ll bet don't be sittin' down waiting
For the breakdown
Just to get down to this new sound
Stop muckin' around, clown
you're spell on me
You got me doin' funny things like a clown
Just look at me
When you wear your high heeled boots
With your hip hugger suit
It's
you're the reason why.
Sometime's I'm up sometime's I'm down
Sometime's I don't know where I'm going anyway
Sometimes I feel just like a clown
And I don't
What it take for cats to hush they mouth
This one official
Come on clown prove it's still an issue
Streets is ours, have ya homies weepin cause they
lookin' for a fast way
To make it to the top ot the heap
Face down, gutter bound,
Laughin' at the poor clown
Walkin' on his name in the street
Down
I turned around to see the clown
He made no sound, his face was down
He was crying, dying to laugh another smile
Down the empty avenues
I stood
such a stunt, now the Ace is gonna hunt
Ya down, you clown, cause the sound that you're hearing is dope
You can't cope slowpoke, so pick up the soap
the clothes
And his turned up nose lies a lonely beggar
He needs the love he spreads around
But in life he's just a clown
Till they bring the curtain down
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