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Fancy Clown
on the low you had hurt me, you were family to me/
So every time I'm staring at you, can't manage to speak/ sit in the winners circle? Or stand in defeat?/ the damage is deep...what's there even left to say?/ Focused on my issues, I get drunk, stare n' gaze/ I get numb, careless waste/ mindless drugs, share the taste/ Ride a buzz, try to bluff, size it up fair n' straight/ Let you treat me like a fancy clown, treat me like a hand me down, hoping I forget, by the sec you pull them panties down/ you had all me hyped up! While Thinking that you can be down/ I was lying to myself cause you were lying to me/ Knowin' you stand me up, so why you lying with me?/ Had me drunk off ya love now I'm buying ya weed/ Shitt..I'll never make that mistake again/ Savor this hate within, taking a taste of gin/ ... Be patient with me - potential's my greatest catch/ If I don't I catch greatness, potential's their greatest laugh/ I got 21 questions, I need none of em' answered/ How you "shuffle" thru responses, you becoming a dancer/ Tell you the truth man..this becoming the standard/ I'm "the rapper"..that explains why she done with the "chances"/ |
this was decent. sorry you were slept on.
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Enjoyed
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Perhaps a bit cliche topic, and some uneventful lines, still you show you have the capacity to craft some effective bars to down. I like the simple n direct format, like "I get numb, careless waste/mindless drugs, share the taste" - less is more and so on. Could perhaps been polished a bit more but still a nice lil read.
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