Traveling Circus (feat. Sam Hart)

Traveling Circus (feat. Sam Hart) - RedCloud Lyrics

[Verse 1:] (Redcloud)

Handling the pandemonium for a moment

Dude I'm a shogun focused on an open case and I'll close it

Suppose sirROC had it loaded and cocked, no not his Glock

I mean decoded the lock and so that it's lowered a notch

That's where we float to the top of the surface

Perfectly serving a purpose, hemoglobin is curdling slow like a tortoise

My word is bondage like PortisHead samples, no one deserves it

But still I loop it, stupid ol' group, and my crew will seduce it and work it

Organize, bang the organ and cry

Put it aside then when it's right we'll toss it in the Akai

Causing the critics to lie to themselves, hiding their welts

And sitting silently they sigh but I'm just trying to help

Settle scores like warriors born with torches and swords

And bring a force so enormous it'll scorch through your shorts

Open the doors matadors, it's a 4-minute war

Hard to the core, from the lands, skies, oceans and shores



[Hook:] (Sam Hart) (4x)

West Coast, Syntax, underground hip hop artists

We be the hardest



[Verse 2:] (Redcloud)

I hear you rapping with agony, your face is all burgundy

What's the matter you mad at me? Dream about serving me?

Word to Syntax academy, daddy, baddest vocab in the galaxy

Or the sky or the sea - hotter than Mexicali be

Hand it to me and I'll hand it back to the beat

And add a rap that'll have you running like Adam and Eve

Lada la dalada di, that means no battling me

You'll catch a slap to the face of your pride beyond your belief

Oh get it now that the getting's good, figured I wouldn't I would

Figured I couldn't but could, sitting in soot

Volcanic ash on my foot and the magma splashes my dreads

I can't imagine my mansion, I know Mt. Shasta's my bed

You do the dance of the dead and I'll sing the song of the living

When the crowd's turning red overhead the passion is driven

It's even Steven from here to the friggin' valley that's hidden

I really hope that you dig it, not perfect, only forgiven



[Hook:] (Sam Hart) (4x)

West Coast, Syntax, underground hip hop artists

We be the hardest



[Verse 3:] (Redcloud)

First of all, Officer, I don't know how I got here

That was Martinelli apple cider and not beer

I'll take a sobriety test, passing it all clear

I could parallel a dump truck or a John Deere

Loosen the cuffs, homie, it's bruising me up

My momma told me that the LAPD was corrupt

So you gonna let a brotha go now or what?

I've got a show to do tonight, who's gonna hold down the cut?

Floating on a tight rope, gloating cause it's true

Never slipped, not even on cold morning dew

Triple pit bull instinct with a righteous point of view

Subsequently born for all of you, check it out now

My liquid scriptures are aquatic with Cerwin Vega speakers

Strapped to both sides of the gills for illest ability ever

Macrobiotic I got it, I'm on it

Sonnets of a somber Sunday afternoon, Traveling Circus for you



[Hook:] (Sam Hart) (8x)

West Coast, Syntax, underground hip hop artists

We be the hardest