Big Top

[Intro: Brahman]
Oh, so c-could you maybe like.. turn it up just a little bit?
Oh fuck, okay
Alright
Let's go
Raspy on this shit, okay

[Verse 1]
Gather 'round, gather 'round little rascals and bitches
You can grab a bag of popcorn and roll up your swishers
But don't pass that shit to me, busy putting on a show
Here's a card, I got tickets for sale, coming hard
Like a bass guitar, shooting star, and the off-notes
Tall men in top hats, women in fur coats
[?] feeling raspy, peep the elephant in the room
Trunk like a humpty bumper junkin' boon
Bring the horns back and then illustrate my tendencies
Rubbing on women, light weed, sip hennessey
The answer is A, not B and C
'Cause when the ladies feel D, I like to rеmember, see
Then I proceed to concеssion, the procession is following me
Drumming on this shit like I was leading a cult or a creed
Of crazy fucking bastards
No ask 'fore they taking shit
And rippin' dippers on my back I split this spliff and light it lit

[Intermission]
Fuck, okay, uhh, is that good?
Oh, you want it harder?
Okay, hold on
Hey, uhh, no adverbs this time, alright?

[Verse 2]
I'm on this shit by definition
Double-O, I'm on a mission
Kissing women, live and lovin'
"Won't you hop up in my oven?"
Eating like a Cannibal
Fava beans I'm hannibal
Got a marathon to run, but fuck it, man, I ran it still
The window sill and apple pie
Sour grapes and nasty lies
[?] skin, and women make a couple suits and matching ties
Noose around your neck, she looser than the shoes I'm clowning though
Barking like a stray, you choking, croaking like a fucking frog
Soggy waffle, fuck your meal
I'm eating, dawg, you cooking still
[?] and [?] juicy liver
Cry me, make a fucking river
Try me, test me, run up on me
Bitch, I'm here to shine like Johnny
Light you up and send you running
While I'm gunning, back to Mommy
Take him back and blast yo ass
Nailing caskets in the grass
Passing shit back to the future
Shoot you up until you'll suture
Playing Doctor, she's a nurse
Situation could be worse
Brahman's [?] thighs And throw yo ass up in a hearse

[Outro]
Well, I hope you- you know your mic is fucking garbage
Alright, I'm going home, see ya'
Dude, alright, cut that shit the fuck out