Homie Don’t Play Dat

It the clown
Ain't no white magic tricks up my sleeve
Today's horoscopes forever reap my soul entirely
Killer instinct with my craft
So I misconceive
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Lately I been stuck inna mental fuckin' daze
Tear the club up cuz we crazy in the last day

Killer clown
On my murder fling
John Wayne Gacy
Keep acting tough I'll pull a more delicately and deadly plan

Games with me, big mistake
Booze and [?] while
Play me for a fool like it's all damn great
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Word around town this big homie don't play that
Must've forgotten I already know where the fuck you stay at
Adrenalinе rushin to my dome when I see the blood splat
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Homiе don't play that
Caught off guard, get laid flat

Repeat after me
Homey D Clown (Homey D Clown)
Don't mess around (Don't mess around)
Even though the man (Even though the man)
Try to keep 'em down
One day Homey will break all the chains, then he'll fly away, but until next day, Homey don't play
I said repeat after me
You have so much, A, attitude I think this homie has been arrested before
Very good, and that takes us to the letter, B
Mrs. Walker don't teach us the alphabet that way
That's because Mrs. Walker is D, dead
Does anybody make decisions when they're dead? (No!)