Sideshow

Haha. You outdid yourself on this one Domingo. But you gotta stop trying to fuck fat bitches on my space. For real dawg [Verse 1:] Mothafuckers want to die, they want to bring the drama, why I'm never one to law abide, I'll kill those who I'm cornered by I'm leaving people mortified, you should heed the warning signs What I say are more than rhymes, bless you like the lord divine Seems as though I lost my mind, sharper than a porcipine Psycho on the border line, a genius with no corporate grind (or wind) Walk the line like Johnny Cash, and put you in a body cast I rap like there's a polygraph attached to my honkey ass Bolic's like a godly wrath, on the illuminati's path Problem is I'm probably smashed, starring at some hottie's ass Challenge me, watch me laugh, balls are made of solid brass You just ain't in Bolic's class, hope you got you wallet stashed Dealing with a lying thief, grinding on a silent creek Cause every single time I speak, tsunamis hit acquired beach So I'mma take a giant leak, flying from the highest peak Saying that your rhymes are weak, and I would die for my beliefs Chorus: The game is a sideshow, circus where nine's blow So as long as I play, I'll ride 'till I die slow But before I go, I'm making sure y'all know Ain't nobody in this game, fuckin' with my flow [2X] [Verse 2:] I ran up in the Pearly Gates, they like you ain't worthy wait You were born reverse the tape Laughin' when I learned my fate, snappin' rappers vertebrates I clap 'em with the 38, and jackin' up the murder rate Bolic never perpertrate, I'd rather spit or burst your hate The needle of someone's serving plate, take a bite regurgitate Grinding thru the worst mistakes, payin' dues workin' late Givin' y'all a burst of faith, that hip-hop's still worth it's weight Kid's at home do no attempt, to go the places Bolic went I ain't here dropping gems, shit man it's common sense No the one to plot against, I'll hit you with a socket wrench And throw you in a box and clench, headbutting your optix lens Diabolic's marching toward, barricade and guard the door He's letting out the carnivoir, to cut you with the sharpest sword Why the fuck you starting for, divide and conquor, raw to war Game is mine, far from yours, lock it down, martial law [Chorus] Here we go [Verse 3:] I was raised in greater days, for all this play is played For all mistakes were made, when skill major take the stage Now I burn an eighth of haze, and I ain't here to place your raise Blood spores with razor blades, and vodka in my gatorade Pop ya if you playa braid, reigning on your gay parade Pissin' on my neighbors grave, juggling like eight grenades Pave the way with nuttin' bling, but knuckles with a couple rings Put my hands up and swing, you won't do a fuckin' thing So anti up, place your bets, bet that I could take your breath Stab you with a bayonette, faster than I break a sweat Nuttin' but decayin' flesh, in a box layed to rest Starrin' in the face of death, like a pair of naked breast Follow me like Dave Koresh, prophecy in ancient text Payin' off my haze connect, incinerating' space cadets Dinner time the table's set, for real cats to gain respect Choking out a label rep, make sure you're staying checked [Chorus]