SAD CLOWN Lyrics

It's the motherfucking

Rapski rapping ass

Spazzing on these Nast E. ass tracks

If you ask, he has flows

I ain't one to smash and chat

But if you ask, he has hoes

With the swagger of a lad

But if you ask, he has soul

It's the motherfucking

Old adage 'bout the sad clown dancing

As you ask him why he's such an asshole

Gap up in my grin

I guess the mask it has holes

But it is what it is

And if you ask that's how it goes

I think it's fruitless, I admit, I feel like Adam in a drought

On a mission for a mission to be adamant about

I put some mint inside the spliff and then I drag and blow it out

And I been rapping like an asthmatic dragon passing out

Muddy water made me throw my dickies jacket on the ground

Like relax yourself, girl, please settle down

I done dried the eyes to make it right

Apologized to rectify

But if that levee ever cry

My lady finna drown, damn

Passion elusive

And my dreams are never lucid

And this paper don't come loose leaf

And these joints are not LOOSIES

And my vein flows profusely

So my brain is all loopy

And my lips move loosely

So my words are barely music

In the shadows of the mundane

Off of half a glass of propane

With a hole in chest and gash in back in fact he's having no pain

And no spark, and no flame

And no art, and no paint

And no sane, and no name

So who am I to complain?

It's the motherfucking

Rapski rapping ass

Spazzing on these Nast E. ass tracks

If you ask, he has flows

I ain't one to smash and chat

But if you ask, he has hoes

With the swagger of a lad

But if you, ask he has soul

It's the motherfucking

Old adage 'bout the sad clown dancing

As you ask him why he's such an asshole

Gap up in my grin

I guess the mask it has holes

But it is what it is

And if you ask that's how it goes

Que sera sera ma se ma sa mamakusa

I say my mind is racy, hazy, faded like the lot of us

A lot of problems bottled off

The rockets almost popping off

The rock is hot we not for long

So pass the bong and trauma bond

Mom and pop dropped us off

Topping off the baby zoom

With all the other crazy kids, jaded heads, and baby DOOMs

Inhaling on the crazy fumes

Change the rules to break a few

We say the way we made it true

And sang along with crazy tunes

I need a diamond for stress

I need a light for the chest

I need a tribe for the quest

I need a vibe for the sex

I need a couple more minutes to see the last of the light

I need this igbo and shayo to last last through the night

Don't push me cuz I'm close to the edge

I'm try'na hold up my head

I'm try'na love the way my daddy had did

So I'ma cuss you, cut you, rush you, fuck you, love you again

Give you a reason to be listening in

'Cause it's the motherfucking

Rapski rapping ass

Spazzing on these Nast E. ass tracks

If you ask, he has flows

I ain't one to smash and chat

But if you ask, he has hoes

With the swagger of a lad

But if you ask, he has soul

It's the motherfucking

Old adage 'bout the sad clown dancing

As you ask him why he's such an asshole

Gap up in my grin

I guess the mask it has holes

But it is what it is

And if you ask that's how it goes