THE CIRCUS

Song Length 4:44 Genre Rap - Hip Hop
Tempo Medium Slow (91 - 110) Lead Vocal Male Vocal
Mood Irritated, Irate Subject Frustration, Other
Similar Artists 2Pac Language English
Era 2000 and later

Lyrics

Verse 1
Now I'm bout sick and tired of being sick and tired spitting these words hoping to be admired for my blood sweat and tears facing my fears year after year, writing word after word praying some day I get heard you have no idea what I went threw just to get here the life I sacrificed so many sleepless nights so many songs I spit so many shows and how much time I spent in the studios trying to craft a hit never getting paid for Nan verse that I laid begging to get on stage or to get my record played you think that its easy believe me I probably work harder than you but I still push on no matter how much hell I've been threw 12 years of the run around all the ups and downs if I was from New York I?d probably be Rocafella now this is more that just a dream more than just a scream I got a mission to accomplish I do this for more than just cream I know I may sound bitter yep maybe I am cause I'm giving you a piece of my soul and you don?t give a damn I aint on MTV trying to make the band this is the life I face everyday I had to earn my fans and theirs a million MC's who feel just like me so many people hate this industry just like me sick of all this garbage they call music on TV carbon copies of another MC with no creativity.

Hook
Now you may think that I'm hating but I'm patently waiting to get my shine on been getting my grind on before our times gone hoping I can join the circus we call the industry make the world scream for me.

Verse 2
You really think I give a damn if you a fan or not how many friends I got if you choose another nigga over me cause my album aint got tails of false drug sales and murder or cause I don?t call women hoes and I don?t put powder up my nose do you think that I'm soft cause I don?t claim to be a gangsta cause I rather be true to myself rather than a wanksta how many niggas you need to see bragging about the same things everybody got the same stories same hustle same dream so many niggas come from the slums so many niggas carry guns how many niggas you know sold drugs when they were young I aint a killa a drug dealer I aint a gangsta or a thug no I aint never been to the joint and no I aint never felt the hate from a gun and no I aint never shot at a nigga but if you think that I'm soft you can test me nigga.

Hook
Now you may think that I'm hating but I'm patently waiting to get my shine on been getting my grind on before our times gone hoping I can join the circus we call the industry make the world scream for me.

Poem
Pac died big gone and they still aint found a thing Pun passed Aaliyah missed Big never claimed his fame they murdered Jay and to this day turntables haven?t felt the same, Scurvy and Swift never made it from the streets we claim I cant see from my left eye no matter how hard I try only out my right eye I cry, Nasir battled Shawn for the Crown of the greatest city and JA was trying to prove he was worth more than Fifty.

Hook
Now you may think that I'm hating but I'm patently waiting to get my shine on been getting my grind on before our times gone hoping I can join the circus we call the industry make the world scream for me.

Liquid Publishing
© All Rights Reserved 2004
FrontStreet Productions
810-625-1985

Lyrics D.Woodson Music Data D
Producer Dzone Publisher FRONTSTREET
Performance DEAJI - GAYLE - BIG G Label LIQUID SOUL

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