What goes around comes back around
Yeah I found what’s going down
Drill the sound on sound surround
For my town I have the crown
Shady brown man all around
Like a clown who’s outta town
With a frown and a dressing gown
Never backs down don’t play around
I clown around.... On my music
Underground.... Where the train Is
British pound.... Don’t confuse It
Dripping down.... Check my trainers
Look away don’t gaze away
I’m okay not take a way
Food I say It’s lunchtime aye
Yeah I’ll pray ‘fore I eat a whey
Feelings great It’s time for steak
Cheese I grate with lots at stake
Roll my blade I’ll go for skate
Catch a fade at barber Kates
Oh no wait.... How low weight
Is you looking.... Figure eight
On a plate It’s kinda late
Are you booking.... For a date?
I clown around.... On my music
Underground.... Where the train Is
British pound.... Don’t confuse It
Dripping down.... Check my trainers
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