Back In Town
Krown Royce ft YungTenko
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Snap back on the beat Murder this shit for free Here we come the clowns are back in town Laugh it up and then get beat down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout Stab, chest, tear, chop, then you go drop Label me the bad guy, you mad, I'm on top Ride up another beat, but keep the voice so subtle Listen closely, you hear my words, I don't mumble People looking at me, but I don't stop If you pull my phones, I spit some fat icy hot Chillin' with a Vayo kind candy in my right hand on my left, homie we be holding hand I'm too fly for these guys, I'm the man in the rise They be looking at me like I'm the sun too bright They look away cause I'm too much to take in Fuck all that noise, I'm raising the stakes, kid Take my time riding a rhyme, I'm moving mountains Pop off, keeping it hot, the beats are bouncing Psychopathic lives in my mind, I stay grounded Whoop, whoop, like it or not, I stay down, bitch Here we come, the clowns are back in town Laugh it up and then get beef down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout Here we come, the clowns are back in town Laugh it up and then get beef down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout Spin that wheel on the joke they thread Smile too wide, paint the city red Tip my hat while they beg instead And play God, they just drop dead Got the void, bells go blang Whole world laugh when the chaos bangs Falcon got tricks, I don't need no gang Tongue like a dagger when the man is sad drip on the mask I wear Talk real slick, make the angels stare Crown upside down, I don't even care Turn love the dust, turn hope to air Smoke in my bones got a toxic grin Life's a game and I rig that wind Dance on graves with the beat within Gesture of death, let the fun begin Here we come, the clowns are back in town Lappin' up and then get beef down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout Here we come, the clowns are back in town Laugh it up and then get beefed down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout Killing them, ripping and making it sick Let the radiation hit Anybody wanna sit into twisted poison mix Have a drink, don't be scared Everybody's up in here Tough and up, hide your fears Swallow it down without a gear Honest, y'all the ones who made me sick like this You don't believe all the reasons I love trees And fuck you since I was a teen I had mad love for the underground scene But y'all don't wanna fuck with me You're just unlucky, don't you see? I cut this bitch's head off with a chainsaw And lost a few fingers in the process, y'all I can't stop with this nonsense I love to cause dense won't be fulfilled until you're all dead down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know, this what we bout Here we come, the clowns are back in town Laugh it up and then get beefed down We don't give a fuck, not an ounce If you don't know this what we bout 303 to Shi Town We burning this bitch down And we remain unfound This what we bout Free 03 To Shi Town, we burning this bitch down And we remain unfound This what we bout new chaval trip For you and your loved ones will be back with more sips or your ass cracker