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Harlem Clowns

de Tomahawk

Something's wrong today
I cross the barricade
The police lines evaporate
What will I do with all this empty space
Seas part for my parade
Traffic stops to give me right of way
How will I fill all this empty space?
Just hold my breath and dive in

This beat could win me a Grammy

The hole is so big and the gap is so wide
Now you're humpin' me
With hip-hop beats every night
Put a cloud up over all I've done
And now I'm coming back
Hit the ball before they're gonna forget
No matter who I am
And see how low I can go
This beat could win me a Grammy

This beat could win me a Grammy

In the hole all alone
I want a sympathy vote
I'll take a promenade
I'll take the scenic route
And I can't put a Band-Aid over the cuts in me
No matter who I am, I fucking am, just can't
Because I'm over remembering her
And her Romeo
I wish I didn't know
This beat could win me a Grammy

Voices commemorate
Like wind in dried grass
What will I do with all this broken glass
Seven years of good luck
This beat could win me a Grammy

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