Clown Prince Lyrics - Hilltop Hoods

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CLOWN PRINCE

(M. Lambert/D. Smith/B. Francis)
Produced by Debris for X-Bred Productions
Written and performed by M. Lambert and D. Smith
Scratches by DJ Debris
Contains a sample of `Laying Pipe`, performed by Pornosonic.
Used courtesy of Virgin Monk Muzic (BMI) and Valley Entertainment Incorporated.

Chorus
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days, I`m the clown prince.
It`s your round, if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days when I was a teenager.

Verse 1 - Suffa
First up on the dulcet tones of the Gravy Bone Project,
Suffa MC came to take you home,
I drip lyrics like spit, spit lyrics like drips,
Into arms I`ll lick your spirit with my miracle whip,
Whip, cos what I`m hearing`s all xxxx on the lyrical tip,
Nah I aint feeling you kid, we gave you,
Something to jock, but it wasn`t no thing,
Like Bobby gave Whitney a rock but it wasn`t no ring,
And I`m a keep at em, crossing my fingers that eve,
Says keep Adam, I`m going down on Louise,
And I`m a wreak havoc, little man with a big pen,
I got dirty habits like a nun in a pig pen,
Like Drinking, smoking, cursing, sucking
Titties, representing the city that I grew up in,
We laid the path so you got a way in,
It`s Hilltop; we`re three stars like a Holiday Inn.

Chorus
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days, I`m the clown prince.
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days when I was a teenager.

Verse 2 - Pressure
Next up, when I get loose with no fail,
Appealing like the naked truth and the truth is for sale,
So when I leave yo, you`re xxxxxxx with my pride I don`t see though,
Typical MC, my nuts don`t match the size of my ego,
I seize an opportunity cos they don`t linger,
The glass aint half empty its half full that why I`m a table drinker,
Think you`re on Pressures level? Only thing tight bro,
That you might show is dressed in several of your wife`s clothes,
An arrogant fucker damaging suckers masterfully,
If I married your mother you still wouldn`t be half of me,
You should run from me, xxxx battling aint nothing sweet,
Cos I won`t beat you to the punch I`ll punch you to the beat,
Don`t get offended by the rubbish that we pump in the street,
My foots always in my mouth I just cant stomach defeat,
I`m a master these until it`s hard to breathe,
Its Hilltop, we`re the first to come last to leave.

Chorus
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days, I`m the clown prince.
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days when I was a teenager.

Verse 3 - Suffa and Pressure
I`m smooth like Marlon Brando at thirty,
At my peak like Marlon Brando at fifty,
And I`m fat like Marlon Brando at seventy,
Fuck it; no MC could ever better me,
And half the time half my crew could drink the bar,
And half these cats aint half of what they think they are,
We independent, I`d sign on the line,
The day me giving you the finger is a sign of the times,
Their rhymes are designed to try diss us, but why diss us?
I don`t rewind to try to find disses,
Man, I just recline and mind my business,
And I think in lines in rhymes, the rhyme stitches,
Up the minds of the lines of dimes and fine…
I pen letters that kill,
Then stab your neck with a feather until you`ve bled in my quill,
This veteran`s ill, thinking you can better my skill,
You need medicine chill a Pressure vendettas for real.

Chorus
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days, I`m the clown prince.
It`s your round if you`re hanging at the back of the bar,
So just bounce like you`re banging in the back of your car,
We turn it out, Hilltop; we`ve been down since,
Back in the days when I was a teenager.

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