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Madvillain - Fancy Clown feat. Viktor Vaughn
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Madlib
Madlib
Programming
Viktor Vaughn
Viktor Vaughn
Vocals
Z.Z. Hill
Z.Z. Hill
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
Songwriter
Otis Jackson Jr
Otis Jackson Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Madlib
Madlib
Producer
Dave Cooley
Dave Cooley
Mastering Engineer
MF DOOM
MF DOOM
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I hear you in the background Whenever I phone Tellin' your brother To say you're gone Put your sister on the phone (you've been trippin' around, uptown) Yo, it's Viktor (wooin' some fancy clown) I knew you was -ing around Playing all innocent and ho'ing since the foundation Don't make me have to pound his tin crown face in And risk being jammed up like traffic, inbound from spacing There's been a place for you in my heart since we first met A teenage love that didn't feel no hurt yet My boys warned me you was poison like BBD first cassette And still I put my chips on the worse bet Gave up the skirt, now I gotta hear it from the street How dare you drag my name in the dirt and cheat You could've broke it off, ended it and dipped And if you spoke soft, we could've still preserved the friendship Now you apologize, that's what they all say You wasn't sorry when you sucked him off in the hallway But have it your way, raw, no foreplay That's you if you want a dude who wear a mask all day And just to think, I used to be proud of you And you had some real good power- You've been trippin' around, uptown Wooin' some fancy clown Probably kissed her later that evening, I should be hurling Matter o' fact, gimme back my bracelet and my Shearling I rather waste it or give it to your girlfriend She did let me stab it last week while you was workin' Remember, our vacation out to Maryland? I dooked the maid Carolyn, she made me throw the towel in Like all foul men, the time I hit your moms off I told her knock it off, but she had to set the rocket off Ain't enough room in this -ing town When you see tin head, tell him, "Be ducking down" I'm not rompin' around, he better be Ready and prepared to be stomped in the ground Well, I thought it was big as my way And now, subscriber, we've got to punch you up So, please stand by
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