BOZOS
演唱：Tobe Nwigwe、Big K.R.I.T.BOZOS - Tobe Nwigwe/Big K.R.I.T.
Lyrics by：Tobe Nwigwe/Big K.R.I.T.
Composed by：Tobe Nwigwe/Big K.R.I.T.
Aye look my mama was a hustler my daddy not so much
I grew up where if you look suspicious they called ya bluff
Powder puffs couldn't make it in the concrete jungle
If you found stumbling then they pull up right around yo' bumper
And make you run it all
For no reason like Forest Gump and get the gun involved
If you get to thinking your tough I swear it's protocol
They fiendin' for reasons to bust and they don't know no laws
Other than keepin' it tucked in they drawers or they britches
'Cause a ditch can always find you if you slippin'
Or you trippin'
Without a map let me guide you down the road less travelled
Don't let that gravel define you
'Cause it's plenty folk that made it down the path
They had been assigned to at birth
Worth in the earth ain't determined by ya girth
No matter how big ya get
We all gon' end up in dirt
Rehearse all that hurt and
You'll end up with a purse
Of digits that only make you livid when they're dispersed
Into your cellular device try to play it wise
That is a hell of a disguise that
You wear across your eyes
Like a bandit candid
Pictures only show that you've been standin' slanted
In someone's vision that leaves you stranded and with
Nothing to show for all the demanding bandwidth
Used in hopes you get approved
By a dude who's confused on exactly
What to do with ya royalty loyalty
Can often cost you buoyancy
When it's connected to folk that's drowning
Choose love that constantly keeps you grounded
And don't join the circus if you ain't clownin'
This is for the bozos who don't know
This is for the bozos in this h*e
This is for the bozos who don't know
Don't join the circus if you ain't a clown
Hold up they just say really having thangs
Is more than diamond embezzled rollie faces
And pinky rangs
And foreign cars that sit in garage
You barely could drive
Living for materials ain't really living yo' life
There's a fine line between give and
Take you do what you love
Don't let them make you love what you hate
I've been where you been collecting yo' ends
Too busy lookin' out where you can't see
The glow that's within you
Bruce Leeroy sho nuff yo'
Mind is a ginsu chop up that soul food
Like granny used to grow in the backyard when you rolled through
Remember the time you spent when
Life was sit down and listen to the breeze
The whistle of simplicities that echo off the trees
Not the ones that choke but the ones that help you breathe
Inhale exhale that slow that gave you hope
That one day you'd escape and have to save yo' folk
Like there's much more to life
Than struggling and hustling backwards
Reverse all that nonsense become a roadmaster
Because they say so don't mean that you have to
They speeding through life don't mean you go faster
Pump pump ya breaks tell ya people you love 'em
No time to waste give 'em roses in public
'Cause it's cool like that it's cool like that I swear
It's cool like that it's cool like that to care
This is for the bozos who don't know
This is for the bozos in this h*e
This is for the bozos who don't know
Don't join the circus if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm sit down
Yeah if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm mmm sit down
Sit down sit down sit down
If you ain't a clown
Sit down sit down sit down
If you ain't a clown
Lyrics by：Tobe Nwigwe/Big K.R.I.T.
Composed by：Tobe Nwigwe/Big K.R.I.T.
Aye look my mama was a hustler my daddy not so much
I grew up where if you look suspicious they called ya bluff
Powder puffs couldn't make it in the concrete jungle
If you found stumbling then they pull up right around yo' bumper
And make you run it all
For no reason like Forest Gump and get the gun involved
If you get to thinking your tough I swear it's protocol
They fiendin' for reasons to bust and they don't know no laws
Other than keepin' it tucked in they drawers or they britches
'Cause a ditch can always find you if you slippin'
Or you trippin'
Without a map let me guide you down the road less travelled
Don't let that gravel define you
'Cause it's plenty folk that made it down the path
They had been assigned to at birth
Worth in the earth ain't determined by ya girth
No matter how big ya get
We all gon' end up in dirt
Rehearse all that hurt and
You'll end up with a purse
Of digits that only make you livid when they're dispersed
Into your cellular device try to play it wise
That is a hell of a disguise that
You wear across your eyes
Like a bandit candid
Pictures only show that you've been standin' slanted
In someone's vision that leaves you stranded and with
Nothing to show for all the demanding bandwidth
Used in hopes you get approved
By a dude who's confused on exactly
What to do with ya royalty loyalty
Can often cost you buoyancy
When it's connected to folk that's drowning
Choose love that constantly keeps you grounded
And don't join the circus if you ain't clownin'
This is for the bozos who don't know
This is for the bozos in this h*e
This is for the bozos who don't know
Don't join the circus if you ain't a clown
Hold up they just say really having thangs
Is more than diamond embezzled rollie faces
And pinky rangs
And foreign cars that sit in garage
You barely could drive
Living for materials ain't really living yo' life
There's a fine line between give and
Take you do what you love
Don't let them make you love what you hate
I've been where you been collecting yo' ends
Too busy lookin' out where you can't see
The glow that's within you
Bruce Leeroy sho nuff yo'
Mind is a ginsu chop up that soul food
Like granny used to grow in the backyard when you rolled through
Remember the time you spent when
Life was sit down and listen to the breeze
The whistle of simplicities that echo off the trees
Not the ones that choke but the ones that help you breathe
Inhale exhale that slow that gave you hope
That one day you'd escape and have to save yo' folk
Like there's much more to life
Than struggling and hustling backwards
Reverse all that nonsense become a roadmaster
Because they say so don't mean that you have to
They speeding through life don't mean you go faster
Pump pump ya breaks tell ya people you love 'em
No time to waste give 'em roses in public
'Cause it's cool like that it's cool like that I swear
It's cool like that it's cool like that to care
This is for the bozos who don't know
This is for the bozos in this h*e
This is for the bozos who don't know
Don't join the circus if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm sit down
Yeah if you ain't a clown
Mmm mmm mmm sit down
Sit down sit down sit down
If you ain't a clown
Sit down sit down sit down
If you ain't a clown