Lyrics 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
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