DEAD HIPPIE, Jerry The Fisherman - The Circus lyrics

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 motherfuckin' ere sound
Put a bitch 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


Ain't a stain on me nigga
My growlers insertion
Hit for a tide in collision
And raw till it's missin'
Wait like it's 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 it's all green
But color cause it's psychedelic
The far bite token and fright lights broken
Till the night sky folded with
My eyes wide open