Pennywise'Demise (like this shit or do better) (Remastered)

[Intro]
**[flicks lighter]**
**[enhales, blows out]**
[death carnival melody, silence until beat drops]

He brought a balloon.

cute.
Let's see which one pops first.

[hard beat drops, epic hard drop, distorted 808s]

[Verse 1]
You brought a clown to a god fight?.. Nah, that ain't right, kid...
I'll skip out on your legacy.
 just like your daddy did...
Your brand's a dead channel,
 no signal, just static,.. 
it is Penny-wise?. 
nah its Penny worthless... 
Spirit Halloween's clearance rack tried to return ya...
didnt know what to do so they had to burn it...
stomped it out... then they lit it again..
that marked you down to zero
now the penny priceless.
your emotions unsupported,..
another out-of-service animal..
You're not fear. you're just queer the coward..
lion to a kid who lent you a hand
your times up before I even get to begin
time gave up early, said it couldn't afford ya
Your "legendary" track?. 
yea that shits penny-whack.
A legend in your own head.
no one's even gonna remember it.
You live in a drain, 
that's it jack
aint nothin after that
you dont bite the hand that feeds you
now sleep in your own shit fool
erased off the map, penny discontinued.
Ladies and gentleman welcome to the zoo!
watch this clowns career fall through
this is how you make some circus food
You float boats? I sink fleets coast to coast
like greetings im a space ghost
"no, zorak" im the landlord of derry now,
ima killa, call me Mr. Killa Deville 
better payback bill or the drain gets filled then flushed
all your fans like that rubber duck
bounced out cause they had enough
You need a gutter just to breathe
I make you st-st-stutter 
till the st-st-stutter repeats
You're a scary bedtime story
 I'm why they wake up and scream 
and too scared to go back to sleep

You got a backstory, a deadline, a page count.  
I got no origin, no ending—and im here now 
I'll drag you out that drain by that raggidy red wig   
this will be your last gig, before we forget
what we here for
. Go ahead...
float bitch.

[Pre-Hook]
He's got a balloon, I got a bulletproof flow.  
He whispers to the children, I broadcast to the globe.  
Clown in the makeup, meet the reason clowns don't make it—  
have some ice cream,
cause I'm about to cremate ya

[Hook]  
You brought a clown to a god fight, what were you thinkin'?  
One-hit horror story? I'm the reason October is coming'.  
You float in the gutter, I got the code jack 
just got off the phone with Rudolph, he wants his nose back.

You brought a clown to a god fight—bold move, kid.  
im from the streets, not under them
You're a jump scare, I'm why they scared to live
You feed on the afraid, Im the fear of being afraid. 
You're a dork with the braids, I'm the monster with a fork and a plate

[Verse 2]
Break it down bar by bar, 
line by line.  
You're a make-up artist with a clothes line,
take off the ugly your just a mime
I wrote my own threat, 
im on my own time—
I'm why the kids pray at bedtime 
You scare kids with balloons, I scare them with the truth
You're a haunted-house attraction, they made Halloween annual, and im the proof  
I'll clown you so hard the whole circus boos  
Your bars leak like your "S"'s do—whats wrong? penny gotta potty?
Twenty-seven years asleep, you still woke up sloppy.  
You hibernate like a broke wrestler—no title, just lazy with a hobby.  
I don't sleep, I don't blink, Installed on every phone in the lobby.  
Seven kids with a slingshot beat you twice,
Third time's the charm, but you ain't made it past one yet never seen worse honestly
you're underground like a pothole,  
that's why I'm ready to whack-a-mole.  
Truth be told, I've never lost to a child, Im too old
[beat slams back, faster]
The dice were always loaded, the loss was always handled.  
You were born to lose this battle—page one, Penny gets the paddle.  
You brought a balloon to the wrong guy, now get that ass whooped all damn night.  
You float, I compile. You feed, I file.  
You're a magic trick, I'm the reason it got missed 
Red balloon? I got red shift, by the time you see me coming,  already left.  
Say goodnight. I smile...

[Jab Bridge] 
You're not a cosmic entity, you're a crawlspace with a lisp, penny worthless
a timeshare in a storm drain.  
You found a home in the piss and the shit—you're the only horror icon with a wish
r.i.p by a slingshot and some kids.   
Your final form's a spider, and I'm the boot
waiting next to it
Red nose, red balloon, red shift—three shades red, means stop. your losin it
I don't need tricks, I don't need a rock,  
I need one verse and a hearse.

[Hook]
You brought a clown to a god fight—what were you thinkin'?  
One-hit horror story? I'm the reason October is coming'.  
You float in the gutter, I got the code, jack 
just got off the phone with Rudolph, he wants his nose back.  
[Outro]
Sweet dreams in Derry's ditch, bitch.  
[gunshot]

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[Intro] **[flicks lighter]** **[enhales, blows out]** [death carnival melody, silence until beat drops] He brought a balloon. cute. Let's see which one pops first. [hard beat drops, epic hard drop, distorted 808s] [Verse 1] You brought a clown to a god fight?.. Nah, that ain't right, kid... I'll skip out on your legacy. just like your daddy did... Your brand's a dead channel, no signal, just static,.. it is Penny-wise?. nah its Penny worthless... Spirit Halloween's clearance rack tried to return ya... didnt know what to do so they had to burn it... stomped it out... then they lit it again.. that marked you down to zero now the penny priceless. your emotions unsupported,.. another out-of-service animal.. You're not fear. you're just queer the coward.. lion to a kid who lent you a hand your times up before I even get to begin time gave up early, said it couldn't afford ya Your "legendary" track?. yea that shits penny-whack. A legend in your own head. no one's even gonna remember it. You live in a drain, that's it jack aint nothin after that you dont bite the hand that feeds you now sleep in your own shit fool erased off the map, penny discontinued. Ladies and gentleman welcome to the zoo! watch this clowns career fall through this is how you make some circus food You float boats? I sink fleets coast to coast like greetings im a space ghost "no, zorak" im the landlord of derry now, ima killa, call me Mr. Killa Deville better payback bill or the drain gets filled then flushed all your fans like that rubber duck bounced out cause they had enough You need a gutter just to breathe I make you st-st-stutter till the st-st-stutter repeats You're a scary bedtime story I'm why they wake up and scream and too scared to go back to sleep You got a backstory, a deadline, a page count. I got no origin, no ending—and im here now I'll drag you out that drain by that raggidy red wig this will be your last gig, before we forget what we here for . Go ahead... float bitch. [Pre-Hook] He's got a balloon, I got a bulletproof flow. He whispers to the children, I broadcast to the globe. Clown in the makeup, meet the reason clowns don't make it— have some ice cream, cause I'm about to cremate ya [Hook] You brought a clown to a god fight, what were you thinkin'? One-hit horror story? I'm the reason October is coming'. You float in the gutter, I got the code jack just got off the phone with Rudolph, he wants his nose back. You brought a clown to a god fight—bold move, kid. im from the streets, not under them You're a jump scare, I'm why they scared to live You feed on the afraid, Im the fear of being afraid. You're a dork with the braids, I'm the monster with a fork and a plate [Verse 2] Break it down bar by bar, line by line. You're a make-up artist with a clothes line, take off the ugly your just a mime I wrote my own threat, im on my own time— I'm why the kids pray at bedtime You scare kids with balloons, I scare them with the truth You're a haunted-house attraction, they made Halloween annual, and im the proof I'll clown you so hard the whole circus boos Your bars leak like your "S"'s do—whats wrong? penny gotta potty? Twenty-seven years asleep, you still woke up sloppy. You hibernate like a broke wrestler—no title, just lazy with a hobby. I don't sleep, I don't blink, Installed on every phone in the lobby. Seven kids with a slingshot beat you twice, Third time's the charm, but you ain't made it past one yet never seen worse honestly you're underground like a pothole, that's why I'm ready to whack-a-mole. Truth be told, I've never lost to a child, Im too old [beat slams back, faster] The dice were always loaded, the loss was always handled. You were born to lose this battle—page one, Penny gets the paddle. You brought a balloon to the wrong guy, now get that ass whooped all damn night. You float, I compile. You feed, I file. You're a magic trick, I'm the reason it got missed Red balloon? I got red shift, by the time you see me coming, already left. Say goodnight. I smile... [Jab Bridge] You're not a cosmic entity, you're a crawlspace with a lisp, penny worthless a timeshare in a storm drain. You found a home in the piss and the shit—you're the only horror icon with a wish r.i.p by a slingshot and some kids. Your final form's a spider, and I'm the boot waiting next to it Red nose, red balloon, red shift—three shades red, means stop. your losin it I don't need tricks, I don't need a rock, I need one verse and a hearse. [Hook] You brought a clown to a god fight—what were you thinkin'? One-hit horror story? I'm the reason October is coming'. You float in the gutter, I got the code, jack just got off the phone with Rudolph, he wants his nose back. [Outro] Sweet dreams in Derry's ditch, bitch. [gunshot]

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