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The Circuses ft. Mucka Steez

(Mucka Steez' rant)

(Mucka Steez' verse)

Exp - Verse 2
I'm not a man at all I'm a human cannonball/
I'm the clown tryin to climb a wall, with a ladder but I plan to fall/
Me and myself, a pair of twits, doing daring shit/
Fighting off lions with a chair and whip/
A talent to share with kids, for cash or maybe cheques/
If it's enough I'll walk a tight rope with no safety net.../
I may regret that when I take a step;/
And fall to what seems like my painful death/
But the rescue crew have a bucket of water/
I land then use to chuck on your daughter/
I musn't have all my brain cells, the doctors were lying cunts/
I spend every day, pulling off death defying stunts/
I try for months, perfecting my freakish acts/
And I'll keep doing it, as long, as the seats are packed/
Decent acts to weird; like the girl with the beard/
And Brian the ferret who's identical to Britney Spears//

ExP - Verse 3
On the big screen it seems there's nothing on/
So you need to come along and scream; "that's fucking wrong!"/
Took a lot to get where we are today and our display/
Reminds you that we work hard to play/
Forget the Terra Firma; it's murder in the circus/
Acrobatical verses with grammatical curses/
Fake clowns get battered on purpose/
Rap for the servers in Shipley; then pack up on journeys/
Furthest away from the starting point, world-wide like Willie Fogg/
British yobs, hob nobbing with gifts from God/
Tricks as jobs, risk our clogs but we live for props/
And when we succeed we hold our fists aloft/
It's all under your nose like Bergerac/
If you heard a snap, I probably hurt my back/
Using fire breathing to burn a track/
This verse is packed, with what it's like to be a circus act//