We’re runnin’ like chickens with our heads cut off, Squealing like piggies round the old food trough, Stuck on a treadmill and we can’t get off, It’s a crazy circus
Lost and confused, walkin in a trance, Common sense needs a second chance, But time is runnin out gotta change our stance, Such a crazy circus
Just lookin’ for respect we think we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow
Under the bigtop we’re up on the stage Spillin’ and killin’ lost in a rage Why can’t we just turn the page Of this crazy circus
Strutin’ our stuff actin’ real cool Posin’ in the mirror ready for a duel Now who do you think is the real fool What a crazy circus
The old ringmaster we’re the main attraction Always lookin’ for some kind of action Spinnin’ our wheels losin’ our traction In this crazy circus
Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know But the real truth is you reap what you sow
yee haw. (:
this makes me want to jump in the hay
with my pink cowboy boots, and yellow top hat. (:
yes, a top hat. i like em. :D
this was the bestest mostest coolest hip hop crazy circus poeeeem, eva (:
I like the part "Just lookin’ for respect we act like we know
But the real truth is you reap what you sow"
but the cool, duel, fool and the attraction, action,traction didn't quite work for me, the rest was fine.
The old white men can't jump myth...lol. Anyways, I like the bip-bap rhythm of this piece, and since I'm a hip-hop head anyway, I was thinking hip-hop before I even read your author's note. Good job, and, unlike the hip-hop GARBAGE they play on the airways today, your lyrics actually had a meaning and message to them.
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