SideShow Bob (feat. Worm & Squints) - Chad Armes & Legacy

She's a big top tent with bright spotlights. That woman sure knows how to shine. You almost can't believe your eyes. You can hardly wait to see the sign. She'll have you walking that high wire. Jumping through her rings of fire. Give you your moment in the sun. Be careful not to fall in love. 'Cause that curtain falls, lights go out. The show goes on, she leaves town. If you know what's good for you. You'll just let her go. Or you'll end up next to me, In her sideshow. I remember how that spotlight felt. When she wanted me and no one else. Nowadays i play my part. Pay a dime, you'll see my broken heart. That curtain falls, lights go out. Show goes on, she leaves town. If you know what's good for you. You'll just let her go. Or you'll end up next to me, In her sideshow. And if you know what's good for you. You'll just let her go. Don't end up next to me, In her sideshow.

How you tryna say it's not enough? Got me upset Uh How you tryna say it's not enough? Got me upset I smoke a lot of bud, how I knew a lot of love left It's not a lot of us Gotta prove ain't lot of trust left I'm my father's son, I gotta poof, gotta thug less There's a God above, seen a lot of roofs on lot of sunsets What I'm not in touch is obstacles, and lot of bust-heads I be nodded up, he not the dude It's lot of Funk Flex, they tryna copy us They not as smooth, he tryna jump steps, they tryna body us My poppa moved, I had to come next Got my body up from droppin' rules, I had to confess I was not in tune, droppin' juice I hadn't drunk yet Bless, droppin' jewels I hadn't thunk yet Where I slept is where callous grew A rat, some Bombas for my breath I gotta travel trough, laughed so much, dread For the bread, niggas crashin' too, we havin' much Yeah, it's death for a tragic few, we had it tucked Yeah Where my UK niggas called a pack food, that's truth Ain't my mans, then I'ma tax you If you got problems, we can take this shit back to 9th grade Used to go body inside the bathroom But these days we fightin' bodies, so, nigga, act cool Spank that man for my honor, then I got the tattoo We ain't missin' when we walk down If we do, we double-back too Rappin' easy when you talkin' factual Must be hard to write a rap when you gotta make this shit up About how we in these streets, you got some time to get yo' pen up My akh in the pen, stuck, doin' chest and chin-ups Cupid don't shoot arrows, just .223s Fell in love with the block, concrete And when the money touch my hand, feel like the block love me I ain't geekin' for cheeks I'm tryna touch me some breesh And split it with my dawg Mike B Yeah And why are people in 1983 even concerned about this? I don't know, I think I've done I've done many albums in my lifetime, and uh Some of them good, but some of them, some of them bad Some of them givin' people much inspiration And uh, some of them inspire people sexually, so they I've inspired people spiritually, I- The thing that's important is that, uhm As I said before, that I reach, whatever plateau I'm supposed to reach with that, I- My credibility is, uh, aim number one And when I finally do have something to say that I feel