Clown's feeling the same pain again His hands are wet, his legs are shaky I feel so diwn I can't play the clown... Mr Clown what's wrong with you ?
Mr Clown's feeling the same pain again His hands are wet, his legs are shaky I feel so diwn I can't play the clown... Mr Clown what's wrong with you
Yo, yo, yo 'Cause I'm this, Gorillaz from the mist Lyricist and my thoughts be twisted I spit the wickedest rhymes from a time that's never existed My
wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, And pretend that he's a circus clown We'll have lots of fun with mister snowman, Until the other kids
the house! Ha, yeah, break it down. [Xzibit] When it's all said in done, we gon' be on top Cause we don't stop, now, lock it down, hit the spot and clown
all you little bitches see me and hoe up Square people, don't want me around We get crunked in the A, we go dumb in the town They say we like to clown
[Kane] Where's 2Pac and Biggie Smalls?? *crowd goes nuts* [Scoob] Yeah, ahhhhhhhhhhhh-ight? (Yeah!) [Scoob] Keep it goin! [Kane] Mister Cee.. Yo Scoob
Southwest. Street hood. Spit on. Ripped off. No hoes. Pro wings. No real. Gold rings. Lips swoll. Chin rocked. Eyes in them "O" rings. Street clown. No
spectacle under the sky 5 cards came and made they mark From moon you gone down to platin' park Fuck you drum sticks, xylophone, cello I'm a wicked clown
a rock First I grab, then I stab Cut you up into a slab Grind and twist, flick my wrist Toss you in the magic mist Look into halls of glass Every mirror
'! Thy Random Patron: I can't believe they're still having it! I better gey my butt in there right now! Thy Ring Leader: (Diamond Twist into Magic Mist
of hell And, oh, one last note to all Wicked clown is in the house Joke ya mind... Welcome to the carnival I can breathe the magic mist And excell
I get the wrap! Gotta chopped off head chillin' in my lap! Mister shrink, mister shrink I'm sick Luna-tic-tic-toc it don't quit It don't quit, it don't quit Mister
my darkest hour When my heart is blind And I'm giving nobody respect My mother's there to put my ass in check And she don't play that mister famous trash
Shangri-La lit brightly, Come stand mountain top and yell! bringing a peace untold, as i fade away to become what my eyes see, Diamonds drift upon thy mist
of eternity What's it gonna be, mister? Heaven or Hell? The bonus or the bones Turn the crank and let's find out C'mon on down, mister, you
