Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Circus, artist - R-MEAN. Date of issue: 29.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Circus |
| Lets get down to business |
| I don’t got no time to play around what is this |
| Must be a circus in town |
| Let’s shut this shit down on these clowns, Ready |
| Tell em say we run the game, we not do this for the fame |
| Clowns be trippin but we not listen what them saying |
| This lion can’t tame better get this in your brain |
| The spirit of the legends is flowing into my veins, R-Mean |
| You still keeping them entertained |
| While you dropping the knowledge that paint a picture in the frame |
| Keeping it militant is the mission and the aim |
| Till you seated with the gods and they remember the name |
| Accurate |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Fifty, when he spit «how to rob» |
| Cus I’m robbing motherfuckers of their spotlight, word is bond |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Eminem when he turned to shady |
| And started calling out everyone that’s fucking Fugazi |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Jay, sometimes I feel like I’m Diddy |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Dre just tryna get to that billi |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Game on a mission |
| And just drop 300 bars of dissin', now listen |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Pac, not the «keep your head up» rapper |
| Nah I’m talking about the Pac that’ll spit in your fucking camera |
| Talking ‘bout the Pac that got ‘em killed on that cold night |
| That say what he feel even if it cost him his own life |
| Sometimes I’m like Biggie, sometimes I’m like Shyne |
| Sometimes I feel like Canibus in his prime |
| Animal when he rhyme |
| And he know that you blind |
| Man controlling the mind |
| Man sometimes I feel like flowing like Com |
| Sometimes I’m flowing like Mos |
| Sometimes I’m like Kweli |
| Or KRS, Rakim, I’m teaching you who the gods be |
| I’m talking ‘bout Wu-Tang |
| Talking bout Mobb Deep |
| Man what the fuck you talking about I’m talking about Nas B |
| Let’s get down to business |
| I don’t got no time to play around what is this |
| Must be a circus in town |
| Let’s shut this shit down on these clowns |
| Tell em say we run the game, we not do this for the fame |
| Clowns be trippin but we not listen what them saying |
| This lion can’t tame better get this in your brain |
| The spirit of the legends is flowing into my veins, R-Mean |
| You still keeping them entertained |
| While you dropping the knowledge that paint a picture in the frame |
| Keeping it militant is the mission and the aim |
| Till you seated with the gods and they remember the name |
| Accurate |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Cole, no jewelry and no gold |
| Just spit my heart and my soul, and let the stories unfold |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Meek, do this shit for my people |
| Sometimes I feel like I’m Nipsey, man I still follow his lead bro |
| Sometimes I’m like Kendrick, they turned music to metrics |
| And data analytics all we do is sit and accept it |
| Do anything for attention— tryna sell a dream |
| Poppin' pussy she drop it low as her self esteem, I mean… |
| It ain’t no question, I’m sicker than a lot of you is |
| I should be resting and drinking a lot of fluids |
| Soon as we stepped in my apostles and I refused cus |
| Ain’t no Christ left in this game just a lot of Judas |
| Let’s get down to business |
| I don’t got no time to play around what is this |
| Must be a circus in town |
| Let’s shut this shit down on these clowns |
| You all on my hitlist |
| Uh oh |
| Circus in town Method bringing them ruckus |
| It’s me versus these clowns straight up Ringling Brothers |
| My team holding it down straight up bringing them butters |
| When I rain blowing them clouds better bring them umbrellas |
| Brand new Margielas my shoes is french and vanilla |
| She tryna trick a fella I pick up my pen and tell her |
| Nobody do it better like DOC with them letters |
| Reverse though, you better be COD with my cheddar |
| Each verse go harder than anything that you work for |
| Build it from the ground up I just call it my first flow |
| Time to turn that frown up I get from out the dirt, ho |
| Wrote the rhyme in cursive but did it without a curse though |
| Wah Gwaan |
| I send you water, no Chandon |
| Mon trouble no want |
| Sister Nancy no bam bam, buh |
| Everytime that I let the rhyme go |
| You can dearly depart if you ain’t part of the convo |
| Let’s get down to business |
| I ain’t got time to play around what is this |
| Looks like the circus in town |
| Let’s shut this thing down on these clowns |
| You all on my hitlist |
| Tell em say we run the game, we not do this for the fame |
| Clowns be trippin but we not listen what them saying, yah yah |
| Fire we burn and burn |
| Tell em say we run the game, we not do this for the fame |
| Clowns be trippin but we not listen what them saying, yah yah |
| Bom boclaat |