Royal Fool ('Round The Courtyard) ft. Bunny Hay Lyrics

Every time you walk in the room you appear funny

Dancing in the streets like a fool for some beer money

You try to juggle but fumble the ball, hacky sack

Cut to the Chase I'm in a Murray, Caddyshack

Every rhyme I spit is action packed

I break in the Tabarnak after crack for some extra snacks

Down the wine with a side of the body of Christ

Horrific grain feeling pain like ominous rice

If it's a battle that you want then have at you

I break you down like bad statues, you don't add value

Yeah

That's just the way of the blade

There's no lifeline to God by saving the grace

I'm shaving your face

With the side of a kunai

Overstep your boundaries, jester, then you die

Yeah

There's no chance that you can skip town

Keep talking shit it look like your fucking lip brown

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You a damn fool and you think that you can go hard

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

Your life is entertaining dog, but you ain't no bard

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You nothing but a clown cousin, you won't go far,

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You like a village without booze, ain't got no bars

Yeah

You just a jester, fitting that it's funny business

Licensed off to the King just like a funny witness

I'm in my own League like a show from Nick Kroll

Got a homing missile and it's aimed at ya dick hole

Listen brother, this is bigger than rap beef

I leave you decaying for days in acid like black teeth

I pack trees like a lumberjack, fill you up with mustard gas

Leave you dying, lying on a luggage rack

After I crush your back, homie it's donezo

It's like bringing a switchblade to a fucking gun show

I'm the crypt keeper with these big cleavers

You drive me up a fucking wall like thick sneakers

I'm the chaperone of you wack kids

I spray acetone on your dome, light up your wack wig

I'm that sick, I belong in the ICU

Leave you sipping through a bendy straw like an ICEE blue

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You a damn fool and you think that you can go hard

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

Your life is entertaining dog, but you ain't no bard

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You nothing but a clown cousin, you won't go far,

Running 'round the courtyard, running 'round the courtyard

You like a village without booze, ain't got no bars

Stop whining