Chester Watson - The Circus lyrics

[Verse 1: Jerry The Fisherman] Three hundred bars I'm running down Prison goon I'm a king play the game mob style Slug shots swallow down, all I need is my squadron Put you on the dreams, have a motherf**in' ere sound Put a b**h down after lifting up her night gown Use to be a nice town, till I caused a pandemic Swiftly turnin' evil, excuse my symptoms schizophrenic Not afraid to cause a plague, me and Marvin rule the planet [Verse 2: Marvelous Marvin] Ain't a stain on me n***a My growlers insertion Hit for a tide in collision And raw till its missin' Wait like its rumble, and I smoke till I stumble And the say I ain't humble, super plain in the trouble Fought like I'm hiding for life, sick as aids till I die, hell rotten' in hides Maybe maple at night and a villain in disguise I spit a pen stroke to line And wait for days till six inline, and pills saves the pain to rhyme And makes a shade of red in eyes A pack of whole riddance, fist till your all relish And sick cause its all green but color cause its psychedelic The far bite token And fright lights broken Till the night sky folded with my eyes wide open