Rickee Stylez - Circus Show (Welcome to the Ma**acre) lyrics

Blessed be the sensei Stimulating his membrane Dammit,this man is manished-dont panic,botanics in flames. Inhale that fire in hell No saint allowed to send mail Grab a pen just to pin tails, Threatening to steal your intel Facts are sent false for false starts to throw your defense off Ironic how that iron make tires move to an exhaust Exhausted solving problems we probably should've used PEMDAS Method meth in the addict and acid added for improv No joke my lyrics dope and your bumping it (mmhmm) Got your mammy dancing to it while humming it (mmhmm) And your granny jamming to it on Sundays like (mmhmm) The tune is stuck in her head early Sunday morning,she mourning Its alarming how i k** all these rappers so easy All them n***as in my hood gonna see me on tv Living large- i found it odd how they still dont believe me I ain't trippin,trip and fall on the dick of Rikishi-f** it! f**in horrific how rickee's lyrics is rigid, explicit-splittin the screen you see while dividing yo vision Envisioning a diversion between the teams in the game but it seems to be strange how you could be seen in different divisions You dont get it though rickee incredible flow I'm ineligible to be writing illegible criminal records while wreckin records of veterans as the youngest Texas resident reppin the regiment 4 of ridgemont, I still come... Out of the cut with no bandages leaving damages people panicking,prancing through mansions-they hoping Manson dont leave em a Charlie's angel abandoned in space stranded Taking up space standing all over the place ranting I'm chilling planning to make millions while my rep is expanding like my vocab, without the help of college-my knowledge on music will allow checks to land on deposits Watch me walk in Waldorf like damn,when the checks landed on the 'posites? I got you foaming out the mouth and sh** Cause I'm from the south an its obvious that my style is an outcast casting out body bags With more than two bars -that's an overdose causing cardiac arrest A rest is needed i guess You best be leavin a mess For the rest who think they can test My rappin sk**s may god bless They silly hearts though- I'm militant minded also,rocking my camo cargos Steppin inside tomorrows shadows foreshadowing futures overshadowing ya lost souls- Welcome to the ma**acre(x4) (got damn n******gs dont know how to act)