Lyrics
Life is a circus three rings I'm Tom Brady, luck is a lady, but slim like shady / Call'em Ted Johnson, I storm like Hannah / comeback kid like Joe Montana.
A Pantheon of champions on my role,, those boys so cold they got Universoul.
Float like a butterfly, sting like Ali / The Jordan of my era, you don't wanna try me
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I put the team on my back, the franchise is storied / Knocking down big shots call'em Robert Horry
No guts then there's no glory, these haters all abhor me / the fans all adore me, so the game can't ignore me.
Us put up an L? I would have to say hardly / Harden, Durant, Lebron, who is gonna guard me?
Act like a Kappa Grad, dude step off smartly / hoist the Lombardi. Larry Obrien, Commision, Stanley Cup, reward me.
Bases I'm rounding. They should triple crown me / Ballistic, I spit sick, going for the hat-trick.
Call my own shot, spit fire like a candle wicks / It's a slam dunk, whole team never shoot bricks.
Aiming for a life of glam / Going for the Grand Slam, run the game like Killer Cam
Player, coach, quarterback / audible, they won't see a sack.
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Life is a circus, I rule under the Big Top / juggle MCs, nonstop I run Hip Hop
Say that you're a beast, well I'm a lion tamer/ call me Ring Master, watch me big game you.
Thrills and spills, speed kills, I've got skills/ chase mills, keep it trill, I'm top bill for real.
A lyrical tight rope, I dash all your high hopes / a dope on the ropes, you're a clown and you can't cope.
A joke, you're broke and you ain't got no stroke / I spit that hot fire, blowing rings of thick smoke.
Loop the loop, I'm running rings around'em / you know I get it popping and we keep it heart poundin'.
Rappers ain't fly, if they're whack I'm groundin'em / circle MCs, third time I'm roundin'em.
Somersault, pole vault, I'm walking on stilts/ my name ain't Chamberlain, so I will never Wilt.
