Clown God Complex (Buggy)

They called me a freak, a jester, a fraud,

Now they kneel to the clown — praise the Laughing God.

Spotlight on me, bitch, the tent’s on fire,

Every fuckin’ empire born from a liar.

AH HA HA HA!

Used to scrub decks on the Pirate King's ship,

Now I’m captaining chaos, the world on my lips.

Got chopped up, popped up, still stuntin’ with flair,

Bah-rah Bah-rah bounce — I don’t need no air.

You think I fell off? Nah, I float divine,

My name alone makes headlines shine.

Yonko? Please — I finessed that role,

Made the Navy flinch with a fuckin’ scroll.

I got Crocodile pissed and Mihawk chill,

Both killers serve under my will.

I ain’t strong, bitch, I’m influential,

Fear’s my weapon — it’s existential.

The Cross Guild don’t pay for play,

We make marines bleed and collect their pay.

Every bounty they drop? My logo gleams,

The clown in red runs your nightmares and dreams.

They fear the laugh, not the blade I bring,

Clown God Complex, I don’t need a king.

Stumbled, fumbled, but I flipped the scene,

Now my circus runs this pirate dream.

Painted smile, but I cry in war,

Impel Down scars still bleed through lore.

They call me joke, but I’m legend made,

Turned failure to fortune, the world I played.

You think Shanks forgot who he left behind?

I’m the mirror of his guilt and pride combined.

He’s noble, humble — I’m raw, obscene,

Two halves of the Red-Haired dream.

When I fell, they laughed — when I rose, they screamed,

Every mishap turned to a headline meme.

That’s my power — to twist defeat,

Make a loss go viral, call it elite.

Impel Down riot? I was the spark,

Every prisoner cheered for the clown in the dark.

I didn’t fight — I inspired the swarm,

Turned panic to clout, and chaos to form.

Marineford came — I didn’t slay,

I stole the fame and walked away.

Now kids draw my mark in the sand,

“Buggy D. Clown” — the world’s demand.

You can’t kill what’s already split,

I’m every piece that refused to quit.

My limbs scatter — I just adapt,

My fate broke, but I rewrote the map.

I’m not the strongest, but I’m the loudest,

Not the brightest, but I’m the proudest.

Every empire falls to charm and greed —

I’m the clown that plants the seed.

They fear the laugh, not the blade I bring,

Clown God Complex, I don’t need a king.

Fake it, play it, till the crowd obeys,

Buggy reigns in theatrical haze.

Painted smile, but the soul still aches,

Even monsters need applause for mistakes.

They call me clown, but I’m laughing last,

My legend’s stitched from a broken past.

I sell hope to fools and fear to kings,

Every rumor feeds my puppet strings.

The weak adore me, the strong despise,

But all of ‘em stare when the spotlight rise.

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I sell hope to fools and fear to kings,

Every rumor feeds my puppet strings.

The weak adore me, the strong despise,

But all of ‘em stare when the spotlight rise.

My flag’s a joke — but it’s flown with dread,

They’d rather bow than end up dead.

And when they mock my circus style,

I grin wide — been clowning a while.

‘Cause the world ain’t fair, it’s just loud and cruel,

And I learned to make madness a tool.

Every failure’s just fuel to perform,

My circus runs in every storm.

So toast to the freak with the crimson nose,

Who turned humiliation into gold that glows.

You think I’m weak? Then join the parade,

You’ll laugh once — then fade in the shade.

Clown God risen, chaos divine,

I’m the joke that rewrote the line.

Buggy D. Goat, bitch — remember my name,

Laughing Stock God — immortal through fame.

AH HA HA HA HAAA!!!