paroles de chanson Sad Circus - Brotha Lynch Hung , Tech N9ne
[Intro]
[Verse
1:
Tech
N9ne]
I
had
so
many
plans,
cause
I
got
plenty
fans
I
thought
that
I
was
never
gonna
be
alone
to
spend
these
grands
But
it
seems
that
every
girl
that
I
dated
somehow
hated
the
way
I
loved
And
I
made
it
with
so
many,
now
the
ones
that
with
it,
its
not
any;
they
all
ran
I
thought
that
I
was
gonna
be
Hugh
Hef,
6 women
to
go
2-step
but
not
one
of
my
crews
left
Kids
are
growing
up
and
they
got
lives
now
nobody
arise
now
Used
to
be
married
but
narcissism
let
my
bride
down
I
used
to
be
a
playa,
I
used
to
be
afraid
of
bein'
alone
But
they
all
eventually
said
"I'll
see
ya
lata'";
much
lata'
Sittin'
in
this
plush
lair
must
say
I'm
stuck
in
a
rut
I
guess
not
enough
prayer
Cause
ain't
nobody
came
back,
I
bust
the
same
raps
But
ain't
no
dame
pack
wish
I
could
change
that
They
say
that
I'm
extra
I'm
messed
up
and
I
murk
the
deals
That
I
have
with
them
in
the
past
and
I
miss
'em
and
it
hurts
for
real
[Hook:
Courtney
Kuhnz]
See
the
man
with
the
broken
heart
(He's
just
right
over
there)
All
alone
he
stands
so
lonely
in
this
(?)
He's
been
hopeless
from
the
start
(He
feels
like
no
one
cares)
All
alone
he
(?)
saddest
story
ever
told
[Verse
2:
Brotha
Lynch
Hung]
Sooner
or
later
rumors
gonna
tear
me
up
in
pieces
And
he's
just
bad
luck
everywhere
I
go
I'm
sick
of
this
steepness
More
money
more
problems,
no
money
problems
gettin'
worse
He
don't
have
to
get
bloody
but
he
didn't
have
to
get
hurt
Fuck
I'm
so
tired
of
all
this
cryin'
it
don't
work
Its
affectin'
my
work,
not
even
carin'
about
my
work
Thin
line
between
love
and
raps,
Strange
got
the
fans
comin'
back
Bad
plus
bad
run
in
packs,
startin'
to
think
is
a
curse
I
can't
you
do
it
without
you
nigga'
Can't
be
done
without
me
nigga'
Well,
yes
it
can,
wait,
please
don't
do
it
without
me
nigga'
Strange
move
on
without
these
lyrics,
makin'
it
to
wear
these
fans
can
hear
it
I'mma
have
to
get
done
I'm
near
it,
Brotha
Lynch
Hung
you
can't
be
serious
I'm
starin'
at
these
pills,
in
the
back
of
the
Cadillac,
and
matta'
fact
I
got
it
I
grip
my
steel,
I'm
always
on
this
suicide
thinkin'
that's
how
I
feel
I
figure
if
I
get
rid
of
these
pills
nobody
would
care
if
I'm
killed
My
label's
on
the
road,
me
just
sittin'
at
home,
see
Spit
in
that
chrome,
me
gettin'
that
gold
We
get
that
call
and
then
we
run
in
they
house,
gun
up
in
they
mouth
Just
know
this
Madesicc
Strange,
that's
what
I'm
talkin'
'bout
[Hook]
[Outro]
1 Beautiful Music
2 Retrogression
3 My Favorite
4 Who Do I Catch
5 Who Do I Catch
6 Unfair
7 Unfair
8 Welcome to Strangeland
9 Stars
10 Won't You Come Dirty
11 Sad Circus
12 Slave
13 Road Rage
14 EMJ
15 The Real Thing
16 I Need a Drink
17 Gods
18 Overwhelming
19 The Noose
20 Beautiful Music
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