Street Corner Sermon Video (MV)

[Intro]
Step right up, watch the show
Another clown trying to make some dough
Like father, like son, here we go
Just different corners, same old flow

[Verse 1]
Spotted pops in Rome last week, juggling for cheap thrills
While I'm spitting bars for bills, same circus, different skills
Both of us dancing puppets, making crowds feel good
Different stages, same hood, misunderstood
Funny how the apple falls right next to the damn tree
He's throwing balls in the air, I'm throwing verses, can't you see?
Both of us painted faces, different kinds of makeup
He's got greasepaint, I got bars that I shake up

[Chorus]
Street corner sermon, preaching to the choir
Dancing like a monkey, setting dreams on fire
Papa's got his juggling, I got my rhymes
Both of us just clowning, trying to pass the time
(Hey, hey, look at me, I'm performing!)
(Watch me dance, watch me shine!)

[Verse 2]
Got a degree but still performing tricks
Like daddy's magic shows, just with different kicks
They call it social mobility, I call it bullshit
Same old dance, different costume that I'm wearing, ain't it?
Politicians, rappers, street performers too
All of us just hustling, pretending we're brand new
I mock the system while I profit from the game
Just like pop's street shows, ain't that f*cking shame?

[Bridge]
Every bar I spit, every joke I crack
Just another act in this circus track
Apple of his eye? Nah, just another clown
Different corner, same old running 'round and 'round

[Verse 3]
Satirical rapper, yeah that's my brand
While pops juggles bottles with his calloused hands
Both of us survivors in this f*cked up show
Me with a mic, him with props to throw
Critics call me genius when I mock the state
But I'm just doing what pop taught me, ain't that great?
Different hustles, same desperate dance
Both of us just begging for a second chance

[Chorus]
Street corner sermon, preaching to the choir
Dancing like a monkey, setting dreams on fire
Papa's got his juggling, I got my rhymes
Both of us just clowning, trying to pass the time
(Hey, hey, look at me, I'm performing!)
(Watch me dance, watch me shine!)

[Outro]
So step right up, watch another show
Two generations of performers, don't you know
Like father, like son, ain't that the truth?
Different corners, same old desperate moves