🃏LAUGHING GAS IN THE GHETTO BAZAAR 🎭

Step right up, where the kids don't pray Just juggle grenades and laugh all day Pop a priest, eat a cop, swing a blade In the sewer-circus where demons get paid! I’m the clown with a crown made of switchblades, Teeth gold-plated from Medicaid raids My court jesters tweaked off embalming fluid, Break into your crib like “Yo, let’s do it!” Pizza-faced punks with Uzis in violin cases Smoke meth outta skulls, now we’re flyin’ spaces Tore the mall down, turned it into Fight Club Where babies sell shivs for a taste of white grub 🎪Laughing gas in the ghetto bazaar! Black-out eyes in a stolen car 🎪Funhouse wars where the youth go far— Slapbox Satan with a crowbar! 🎪Twist that priest like a Rubik cube! Baptized in slime, straight out the womb! 🎪We jest, we juke, we slice, we scream— This city’s a joke and we the dream! Sippin’ grape Faygo from a cracked-out chalice While nuns do keg stands behind the palace Got a gang of orphans in Joker masks Tagging the mayor’s limo with “WE BACK!” Barbecue rats with a blowtorch choir Shuffle-dance in dumpsters set on fire Graffiti prophets with gospel bars Preach to the beat of blood-stained guitars WELCOME TO THE JESTER DOJO Where the ripe bongs blossom like roses Where the kids throw knives for diplomas And the teachers OD behind the bleachers Grew up breakdancing on body bags Pop-lockin’ through chalk outlines and flags Sold my report card to a warlord priest Now I moonwalk with doom dolls off a leash City’s a theme park of permanent purge Where the funeral clowns all chant and surge Pulled a rabbit out a hat—nah, it was Mom's head Now I spit verses from the land of the dead 🎪Laughing gas in the ghetto bazaar! Kids roll dice with severed arms 🎪Stab that beat with a jack-o grin! We jesters born of original sin! 🎪Glitchin’ saints in pitbull robes, Shootin’ skee-ball at the Pope! 🎪One more shot—BOOM—reload… Everybody scream like the world just broke! They said we was mad… Nah. We just saw the joke first. ⚠️ LEGAL DISCLAIMER – ENTERTAINMENT PURPOSES ONLY ⚠️ The lyrics, themes, and characters depicted in the song “Laughing Gas in the Ghetto Bazaar” are entirely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only. This work is a satirical, exaggerated, and absurdist artistic expression within the horrorcore, shock rap, and industrial music genres. We do not condone, encourage, or glorify any form of real-life violence, criminal behavior, drug use, or dangerous activities. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real-life events is purely coincidental. Listener discretion is advised. By engaging with this content, you acknowledge that the creators, performers, and publishers of this material cannot and will not be held liable for any actions taken by individuals who misunderstand, misinterpret, or misuse the fictional content herein. In short: Don’t be a fool. Don’t do anything illegal or harmful. It’s a song, not a life manual. Lyrics & Artwork © MMXXV Fluxzltr_Kopik ™️