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jazz - circus lyrics

welcome to this lion fest
i am king
my b-tch, lioness
rhyming for a dime or less
just trynna buy a nest
dying to eye it
i’m blinded but sure to find success
and cause i love it
f-cking up sh-t while i fly this quest
mad steelo, n-ggas below average
jazz spits battery acid to see mo’ cash
and he goes black in the shadows in the slums where the gravel splits
he’s a ninja, you’re a simple symp a son of an addict b-tch
and i’m the crack man, dope man, take a gram
not a cracker but a sack of that smack it will make you scramble
don’t take for granted this sh-t you getting handed
cause this sh-t you got to work for is way harder to manage
i spit manwich brand sh-t
what? o. you got a man
i won’t hold you up, i ain’t a kickstand b-tch
i got no cl-ss, cause i was playing ditch
walking the halls, told teacher i had the brand sh-ts
i was branded, everyday i planned skip
entertainment: iphone apps and a sandwich
f-ck school, wrote in every bathroom on campus
and a p-ss puddle for the janitor to stand in
clock set six
i get up p-ssed cause my moms wouldn’t fall for my trick to play sick
she hated my creative, couldn’t take my allegations
rebel to whomever tries to stop me from creating
she made it agitating trynna steer me to that g-y sh-t
makeshift, skate all day without a break shift
now i’m dope as a f-cking zip of c0ke
raps blood clot, whoever listens can get a stroke
got st–z, got b-tches
all i’m missing is a rope to lynch every f-ggot that wishing i end up broke

- jazz lyrics

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