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you down (I shoulda done that)
Where you are
Cause now I'm lookin' like a clown (Like a clown)
I don't even make you smile anymore
I know I broke your

the ground
I count $, I count €, I count £
You a clown, you a clown, I can't hear a sound

Crack the sky open
Let the rain pour down
Don't you know I'm only joking
But it's sad, so sad, to be a clown
Days blaze into fiery nights
Words change

yeah
Too many thought that I was a joke (Clown)
A clown a dummy plus I was so broke (A dummy plus I was so broke)
A loser a pawn they hurt me the most

false colored eyes
She builds you up to just put you down
What a clown
'Cause everybody knows (elle est une jeune femme fatale)
The things she does

heart in two
You tell me that you love me but I don't wanna be in love with you

You tell me that you love me but you always treat me like a clown
You

about to sit, no orders out to take but bla-ow
Slumped down, damn, the clown caught his fate now
I know the lay of the land, from like Poughkeepsie down

dziś wielki błaznów

Dzień

Raz do roku trzeba żebyś święto miał
Raz do roku cały Paryż wpada w szał
Każdy kiep to król a każdy król to clown
Bo

the fun
From the funhouse mirrors

Ahhhhh
Ahhhhh

Will we leave it better
Than we found
Or keep dancing around it
Like drunken, weeping clowns

Will we

might blackout
I remember all the times I was the class clown

Me and twin we off the x we gon skrt fast
They always be hating on my flow
Put me up in

worthless
I ain't scared of no pain, no, you cannot hurt this
They geeked for the fame and they act like a clown in the circus

She said King E, you the shit

Try n stop me
Like the Big Show
Knockin off
Ya block
Watch ya baby momma
Leave ya
Cuz you doink the clown
Ima Diamond Dallas Paige ya
Diamond cut you

Donald Glover sings

I think I'm going bananas
Bullseye

Bowtie
With the swagger of Stephen Fry
Brain-fried
Candy clowns dancing on my mind
Seen signs
But

later sexy
I hope you come back this way
They tell you to smile? Say fuck em and frown
That nigga a bozo, homie a clown
Catcall his favorite sound
'Til

What is this, must be a circus in town
Let's shut this shit down on these clowns
Can I get a witness hell yeah

It's just like old times, the dynamic duo

here's a song this the third
Maybe this one finna work
Familiar faces around me
Ain't got no bread get from round me
I'm in my bag you can't clown me
Now

clown you a get style up
Ya gyal a come and show me how she whine up
So clean me haffa spend a coil now
Alcohol inna me head and me just a wild out
(Out

a fucking clown

Running from the cops when I'm off the fucking block
Got a body and some mops with a rock in my sock
Big rollin' off the molly catch

tell
Anybody in the town
They finna shut up when i come around
That is a definition of a clown
That boy a clown
(Huh yeah yeah yeah)
Yeah that boy he is

I'm the class clown, yeah
Do what I can to make them laugh but even then I will still frown
See they laugh now
But no one ever cares when I'm feeling

who I think you are, a saint or a bloody clown
My thoughts get lost, Gucci Lacoste but then they end on you
First time lucky should have ended that

of lies. 
Stand up or lay down. 
Believe or not, 
You are the sheep, you are the meat for the clowns.  
Controlling your breath and your blind faith. 
They

bitches know i'm coming dig yo graves get yo shovels
Yes i was a class clown
Secret to my students
Get your pens and get your pads out
Saw you in my

Crew pop out don't stay low
We live this life you see
No clowns are on my payroll
We spend a lot you see
You wait for a new life
Cause you never