Fancy Clown

Madvillain

Score: 10
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Played: 11

Album:

Madvillainy Instrumentals

Genres:

Hip hop
Hip hop
Rap
Underground hip hop
Mf doom

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Featured by:

hopinaround

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Lyrics:

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[Produced by Madlib] [Intro: ZZ Hill (Sample)] I hear you in the background Whenever I phone Tellin' your brother To say you're gone [Chorus] [Sample] You've been trippin' around, uptown Wooin' some fancy clown [girl's mother and Viktor Vaughn] Put your sister on the phone Yo, it's Viktor [Verse 1: Viktor Vaughn] I knew you was ----ing around Playing all innocent and ho'ing since the foundation Don't make me have to pound his tin crown face in And risk being jammed up like traffic, inbound from space and There's been a place for you in my heart since we first met A teenage love that didn't feel no hurt yet My boys warned me you was poison like BBD first cassette And still I put my chips on the worse bet Gave up the skirt, now I gotta hear it from the street How dare you drag my name in the dirt and cheat You could've broke it off, ended it and dipped And if you spoke us off, we could've still preserved the friendship Now you apologize, that's what they all say You wasn't sorry when you sucked him off in the hallway But have it your way, raw— no foreplay That's you if you want a dude who wear a mask all day And just to think, I used to be proud of you And you had some real good power... [Chorus] [Sample] You've been trippin' around, uptown Wooin' some fancy clown (No, it wasn't- it wasn't nothing like that Well, my brother, he didn't tell me you had called I wasn't at home) [Verse 2: Viktor Vaughn] Probably kissed me later that evening, I should be hurling Matter fact, gimme back my bracelet and my Shearling I rather waste it or give it to your girlfriend She did let me stab it last week while you was workin' Remember, our vacation out to Maryland? I duked the maid Carolyn, she made me throw the towel in Like all foul men, the time I hit your moms off I told her knock it off, but she had to set the rocket off Ain't enough room in this ----ing town When you see tin head, tell him "be ducking down" I'm not rompin' around, he better be Ready and prepared to be stomped in the ground [Outro: Samples] Well, I thought it was big as my [?] And now, subscriber, we've got to punch you up So, please stand by