Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sad Circus (feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Courtney Kuhnz), artist - Tech N9ne. Date of issue: 07.11.2011
Song language: English
Sad Circus (feat. Brotha Lynch Hung & Courtney Kuhnz) |
| Ladies and gentlemen |
| Hurry hurry hurry |
| Step right up and witness the sad circus |
| Come one, come all, to the sad circus |
| Step right up and see the lonely poor bastard |
| Witness the man with no hope |
| Stories guaranteed to be tear jerkers |
| Now without further ado the sad circus |
| I had so many plans, cause I got plenty fans |
| I thought that I was never gonna be alone to spend these grands |
| But it seems that every girl that I dated somehow hated the way I loved |
| And I made it with so many, now the ones that with it, its not any; |
| they all ran |
| I thought that I was gonna be Hugh Hef, 6 women to go 2-step but not one of my |
| crews left |
| Kids are growing up and they got lives now nobody arise now |
| Used to be married but narcissism let my bride down |
| I used to be a playa, I used to be afraid of bein' alone |
| But they all eventually said «I'll see ya lata'"much lata' |
| Sittin' in this plush lair must say I’m stuck in a rut |
| I guess not enough prayer |
| Cause ain’t nobody came back, I bust the same raps |
| But ain’t no dame pack wish I could change that |
| They say that I’m extra I’m messed up and I murk the deals |
| That I have with them in the past and I miss 'em and it hurts for real |
| See the man with the broken heart (He's just right over there) |
| All alone he stands so lonely in this world so cold |
| He’s been hopeless from the start (He feels like no one cares) |
| All alone he’ll die so lonely saddest story ever told |
| Sooner or later rumors will tear me up in pieces |
| And he’s just bad luck everywhere I go I’m sick of this steepness |
| More money more problems, no money problems gettin' worse |
| He don’t have to get bloody but he didn’t have to get hurt |
| Fuck I’m so tired of all this cryin' it don’t work |
| Its affectin' my work, not even carin' about my worth |
| Thin line between love and raps, Strange got the fans comin' back |
| Bad plus bad run in packs, startin' to think is a curse |
| I can’t you do it without you nigga' |
| Can’t be done without me nigga' |
| Well, yes it can, wait, please don’t do it without me nigga' |
| Strange move on without these lyrics, makin' it to where these fans can hear it |
| I’mma have to get done I’m near it, Brotha Lynch Hung you can’t be serious |
| I’m starin' at these pills, in the back of the Cadillac, and matta' fact |
| I got it I grip my steel, I’m always on this suicide thinkin' that’s how I feel |
| I figure if I get rid of these pills nobody would care if I’m killed |
| My label’s on the road, me just sittin' at home, see |
| Spittin' that chrome, me gettin' that gold |
| We get that call and then we run in they house, gun up in they mouth |
| Just know this Madesicc Strange, that’s what I’m talkin' 'bout |
| See the man with the broken heart (He's just right over there) |
| All alone he stands so lonely in this world so cold |
| He’s been hopeless from the start (He feels like no one cares) |
| All alone he’ll die so lonely saddest story ever told |
| Saddest story ever told |
| Saddest story ever told |
| Thank you for coming to the sad circus |
| Come again or not |
| I’m falling I’m crawling |
| I’m yellin' but no one can hear me calling |
| I’m cryin' profusely |
| Sometimes I wish somebody would just come and noose me |