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jimmy e.l.e - the world is a circus كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1: jimmy e.l.e]
i got that lyrical spiritual hit, miracle script, as little lips get ripped approaching to rip on this hit/
a little roach in my clip i’m roasting their tip, provoking to skip their whole song/ grab my bong
and now i’m choking and sh-t when smoking the piff, my mind gets open off an epiphany
(epiffany)/ i got more jewels than a squeeze at tiffany’s got balling rich mr. holland
symphonies, cut through your hocus pocus with an opus, hope it’s my best, that’s what you’re
thinking cause you’re hopeless, i am not even focused but i got you believing that i am
breathing the most dopest lokest spottieottiedopalocious, quotes is ferocious atrocious
reaching breaching the span of the four oceans/

[verse 2: jimmy e.l.e]
barnum & bailey on a b-sshead beat, face your death meet, lately rappers been looking to me
like dead meat, enter the ring of fire check the lions in my pocket then retire, i hire clowns like
you, who can’t get down with the sound but look cute in their widdle polka dot suits, i riddle
hip-hop like shots from beirut, warzone like a man from afghanistan war torn, the realest flesh
blood and verse born, i make you feel it like it was your won, the realest flesh blood and bone
chromosome sperm duplicate, your own kid running alone following all the stupidness/ the
latest trend, sh-t his latest friend, just got shot in a laden trench/ minds thirsting for the feet
and minds of the young persons/ so while i’m feeding minds you’re straight defeating minds
hurting so now it’s feeding time curtains/ death to the liars death glorifiers for certain, war pigs
storming, getting more big warning, they got missiles creating missing childs, bombing turning
our sacred nights to morning, fathers and mothers are mourning looking to the skies for an
omen/ four hors-m-n or millions of red locusts swarming, catholics are picketing abortion
denying condoms in the open, while priests’ minds play tricks scoping your little kids open
mouths, if i see em in the streets i ain’t holding out, i’m holding them guilty without a trial for
molesting a little child/ a little loud spanking is what they need, their own medicine thanking
them for their disgusting deeds, yeah i’m discussing the punishment reserved for men who
lead, other men astray indeed, i’ll make em menenstruate and bleed just like a little bee-otch
and botch the spot where there used to be a crotch, seeds of violence are sown if violence is
shown/ show me a chrome and i’m turning bad to the bone like a bone marrow syndrome in
any borough or any time zone you can ask george thoroughgood at his own home/ i’m the
most thorough to my calzone, that’s why the ho’s love all my cancions/

[verse 3: jimmy e.l.e]
he’s no biggie he’s just jimme ele what the h-ll, i’m just trying to smoke sticky, icky icky icky
icky, vicky got herself a little hicky hicky/ the world is a circus, hahahahahahahahah

the world is a circus filled with many trapeze artists, thee smartest men will see farthest, the
g*nius will look closely and seeing its one step at a time mostly will mozy across real cozy/ i’m
your ringleader fire eater and fire breather, smoking that fire cheebah, tonights hired speaker
also a clown jeerer, you can laugh at, when i’m down peep the worlds’ high hat, it loves it when
you make that sound like iraq, falling down, either i make it or i don’t my pride i swallow it
down doh, if i make it i am homer of the iliad if not i am homer that bart simpson kids’ father
what a coinkid-nk bother

- jimmy e l e

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