paroles de chanson Circus - Jones

My mind is a circus but there ain′t no Hocus pocus
Show goes on and it dont stop cuz I stay Focused
Don't accept new acts my Circle′s tighter than the rope is
Got some tricks up my sleeve might be wilder than the show is

Rhyme with the greatest of ease
Like I'm on the flying trapeze
I see these other emcees
Hoping I fall so I bleed
There's a key they don′t see
A hidden secret in me
That I′ll die swinging on these bars
Before I let 'em catch up to me

Hurry hurry, Under the big top
It′s Chaos here So don't get lost
Better Move quick Getcha tickets
You Won′t get ripped off like a wrist watch
If you gon' complain you′ll get ejected you can kick rocks
This my show that's how it goes, sit back, relax and be awed

Can't box me in too gifted
This real life no it ain′t scripted
I′m so sick when I spit on the mic i might need a prescription
Off the dome harder than your writtens
Tiger killing these kittens
I'm a cannon ball won′t stop till I make it to the top when I get there blow through the ceiling

Round and round and round he goes
Will it stop nobody knows
Mind's a cannon bout to blow

Round and round above the surface My mind is a three ring circus
Yeah Yeah These thoughts never stop
Yeah yeah Only rise never drop
Yeah yeah the show must go on yeah
Round and round above the surface my mind is a three ring circus

In this ring yeah you might see some things you never seen
A warning if you′re sensitive the show can get extreme
I ain't got no time for clowns they don′t come in my ring
One more thing, Might get dangerous so would you please get
BACK BACK

Play the track and I'm at it again
I'll never stop with the pen
Hey Hey
Listen up and listen in
You′re Coming into an event
Hey Hey
Fight night inside of my mind
Between the dark and the light
I am Mike Ty′s on the mic, the flow is so nice
But push me I'll strike

With bars so hot you perspire
I Don′t spit rhymes I Blow fire
Situation gets dire
Then I just rise won't retire
Ain′t no flight I'm a fighter
If You want smoke here′s a lighter
Beast is out the cage and can't be tamed
There's not point in trying

What you call Lyrical acrobatics is automatic Creature of habit
Never lack in demand like breath to an asthmatic
Out your speakers like static, Erratic mind of a savage
Juggle my lines like knives While I drink a gas on bed full of matches

Watch and you′ll see these impossible feet′s
Channel the pain and covert it to dreams
The Industry's shady it′s not what it seems
Stand out in the crowd or be one of the freaks
My mind is a three ring circus

Yeah Yeah These thoughts never stop
Yeah yeah Only rise never drop
Yeah yeah the show must go on yeah
Round and round above the surface my mind is a three ring circus

Quiet on the outside but inside of my mind
It's chaos things are happening that I can′t define
Page after page filled with line after line
You'd think that I′m a fiend who's only fix is the mic
I am not a carnival gimmick, not a side show
Tired of comments, and artists who come for my throat
They think they want it, breathe in my smoke
Just remember
Shhhhhh
This my show

Yeah Yeah These thoughts never stop
Yeah yeah Only rise never drop
Yeah yeah the show must go on yeah
Round and round above the surface my mind is a three ring circus
Yeah Yeah These thoughts never stop
Yeah yeah Only rise never drop
Yeah yeah the show must go on yeah
Round and round above the surface my mind is a three ring circus