Clowns Don't Bounce

don't act like a idiot

don't be stupid and do shit

be a model and do me some right

your horrible shit is ruining my appetite

 

People who were mean to me, my slave, in chains, admitting they were clowns

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

These whack clowns are background rappers but i'mma crack down

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

Touch downs so i said ok lets get rid of these clowns my friend tucker ended

Summertime and the sun is out a couple more lines comin out my mouth

Our lyrics attack more savagely than a siberian bloodhound fuck off clowns

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Stay down ass clowns, you must've, thought i was such a lover

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

On my captain spalding shit what you don't like clowns,

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

No dough she was broke as she blowed the clowns on the roads in town

 

A.d. 2, on the way, let's do this

No failed romances, no second glances,

So save your excuses

So i gotta spit to this

 

don't do that fuckin shit

that's being a bitch, quit it, that's it

no lady ain't goin want a guy actin like that don't know how the fuck to act right

clowns don't bounce

December 4th a star was born

Excuses he can't ever form.

No conscience, no need for resilience

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Balling, but it’s not a game

No more money, no more fame

It's all for the thought of havin' more than required

You coward, no excuses don't say a word

Dig, these niggas is fake joe

I get it poppin like pacman, ask polo

don't do that fuckin shit

clowns don't bounce

 

For the booked cases duels curb maced fools

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Second week of june decided your weakness, fools

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Let me enlighten you, i heighten fools

But had to understand that was 4 fools

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Young fools eyes gettin' wide like bench seats

Keep it cool and drop stool on fools

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

I still got my nike boots

School is for fools, bitches, fags, tools

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

And y'all still follow trends? all of y'all some damn fools.

 

So much to say a scrabble game

Y'all niggas act like bitches, stacking riches, extra sets of chromosomes,

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

No monopoly type flow, no chance

 

don't do that fuckin shit

that's being a bitch, quit it, that's it

no lady ain't goin want a guy actin like that don't know how the fuck to act right

clowns don't bounce

No more money, no more fame

Imma make it rain

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

No set trip, no color claim

Know it good when she go no hands

She dont have a problem with, with

No failed romances, no second glances,

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

No money no talk,no energy no walk

No excuses, i'll keep on pursuing till i lose

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

don't do that fuckin shit

clowns don't bounce

 

And i'm not playing around

Pop it back stick it out

Weed up, better make a sound

You're lumbering around,

Two bitches named tiffany i left them with a pair of kids

U avoid me- u playing ring around the roses!

I do the right thing

Playing with my heart, saying

And i ain't playing around i fuckin came to take a puff

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Girls always playing games with emotions

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Playing back my lesser feats

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

Just playing around, laying some ground for what comes next

And he, what's his name, earl

Messing with love hit a new girl

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

The president is messing up his words, it's hard to spit again,

You dealing fire you don't know who messing with

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Messing up priorities and mindlessly living their lives,

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

And yes bitch words are the shit i like messing with

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

Messing with 6 mario rappers on mushrooms

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

Bringing the scheme is messing with me,

Cause some of you bitches funny

 

Don't make any excuses, you want to care for the children

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million

 

don't do that fuckin shit

that's being a bitch, quit it, that's it

no lady ain't goin want a guy actin like that don't know how the fuck to act right

clowns don't bounce

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

That continues while there's argues about the excuses they can make

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

You profusely make excuses to think away

Giving excuses like shit i thought i was alone or i thought it was my homes

Man you never know how rapping goes i got all over the world and different shows

Pass me the purp, i'mma smoke to this

Excuse me miss i’m not making excuses

You coward, no excuses don't say a word

don't do that fuckin shit

clowns don't bounce

 

 

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

Excuses he can't ever form.

He gave him a platform

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

That continues while there's argues about the excuses they can make