(Chaotic joker menace clown voice) Verse 1 – (Clown one menace cadence) Paint peeling, moon high, hear the asphalt breathe Alley got a pulse when the dead don’t sleep Neon flicker blinking like it know my (name) Every laugh in the dark sound the same Step out slow, chains clink, boots in the (grime) Every brick seen sins from a different time (Mama said “boy don’t play with the wicked”) Too late now, soul already (ticketed) Tarot cards folded in a greasy fist Streetlight hum like it pissed off at this Every verse I spit leave a chalk outline (I don’t rap for clout, I rap for the signs) ⸻ Verse 2 – (Clown Two menace cadence) Face split grin, gold teeth flash like a blade I was raised by echoes and (bad decisions made) Carnival ghosts in my breath when I speak Every word taste rust, (blood, dust, and heat) I don’t dance for the crowd, I (stalk ‘em) Hear my cadence like a curse when I (talk ‘em) Back of the alley got a circle in chalk (That’s where hope go to die when the shadows walk) Told me “slow down,” nah I let it drag Every bar feel heavy like a body in a (bag) Laugh track play when the sirens sing (That’s the sound of fate pulling puppet strings) ⸻ Hook – (BOTH clowns) Step right up, don’t blink, don’t stall Wheel keep spinning till the brave ones fall Painted smiles hide the rot inside Evil in stereo, nowhere to hide Step right up, hear the drum go low Carnival calling, now you part of the show Two voices echo from the alley’s throat Flip that coin—heads or ghosts ⸻ Verse 3 – (Clown One menace cadence) I seen angels run when the beat hit hard Seen demons nod like (“yeah that bar scarred”) City raised me like a bad idea Every blessing here come wrapped in (fear) Spray paint prayers on the brick wall veins Each one begging for a different name They say the alley cursed, I say it (listen) Every step make the spirits (glisten) I don’t sleep, I wait Let the silence marinate (When the drums come back it’s too late) You already crossed the gate ⸻ Verse 4 – (Clown Two menace cadence) Knife-edge words, tongue stay sharp (I carve my story in the dark with heart) This ain’t theater, this survival sound Every hook got teeth, every verse bite (down) Street taught me rhythm, pain taught me tone Beat knock heavy like a cracked rib (bone) If you hear laughter when the lights go dead (That’s the truth tap dancing in your head) I don’t preach, I warn This circus born from scorn If you stay long, you transform Smile stitched by the storm ⸻ Final Hook – (BOTH clowns Darker, Slower) Step right up, final spin tonight Neon fade but the curse stay bright Painted grin with a cracked-out soul Two clown shadows take control Step right up, hear the drum go slow When it stop… you already know Laugh track looped till the screen go black Welcome home—ain’t no going back
