Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song When I’m Clownin’, artist - Brian KumaAlbum song The Mighty Death Pop! Box Set, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Psychopathic
Song language: English
When I’m Clownin’ |
When I’m clownin' |
I get silly |
Like something lace my Philly |
Been known to pop a pilly |
And cop a check with billy |
When I’m clownin' |
My heart beat poundin' |
I sweat so much I’m drownin' |
Because my shows astoundin' |
And Faygo grape I’m downin' |
When I’m clownin' |
Aabrakadabra alakazam what have ya |
Quick slight of hand I stab ya |
Demons crawl out and grab ya |
When I’m clownin' |
There’s plenty laughing |
Blood on the walls what happened? |
A massive murder stabbin |
Cause wicked shit I’m blabbin |
When I’m clownin' |
Shit come alive |
And don’t no one survive |
Off the light rig I dive |
And this shit ain’t no jive |
When I’m clownin' |
When I’m clownin' |
I’m Psycoilly |
Snatch out your icy grilly |
I owes the mob a milli |
Bout to knock off a Chili’s |
When I’m clownin' |
Mad hoes I’m springin |
They want my dingalingin |
(Ooh let’s fuck) |
They singin |
I keep my hatchet swingin' |
When I’m clownin' |
I I I’m super sick |
Bones o bobber shoot you quick |
Why you cuz youz a dick |
Is he dead? |
Poke him use a stick |
When I’m clownin' |
I’m heavy high powered |
Mad energy devoured |
The whole milky way sour |
Let my acid rain shower |
When I’m clownin' |
Everything’s a joke |
That angel’s wings are broke |
So hot your speakers smoke |
I freak this 'til I croak |
Fresh off the red muds of Covington, Georgia |
Running with the hatchet |
Is Boondox with two wicked whoops for you |
Danny Brown, show the underground |
How you get down with the clown |
Take a whole eighth to the face |
Anything on my mind right now been erased |
And I taste that taste |
Of a nice thin waist |
Wanna pick that up |
Put the pussy on my face |
Ate a whole hand full of shrooms |
Huffin' on balloons got me in a spinnin' room |
All these pills I consume |
Got me hollerin' at the moon |
Like, what’s that, kaboom |
While IC fill the room |
You don’t really want it with me |
You know it’s Danny Brown with ICP |
Grub her down low, bring her back for a G |
But before you do that, lemme see ID |
Bout to drop a deuce in my Faygo |
Sippin like the west got me moving up in slow-mo |
Oh no, let’s go |
Pass the blunt around |
Them hoes gettin' pounded when I be clownin' |