Fellini’s (me & Chan)

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I drop funny rhymes and punchlines like my mouth is my anus
Rest In Peace to Harold Ramus
What's the point of livin'? Givin' it all when it's all aimless
More futile ruse than the illusion of bein' famous
At times it feels unfair we were born in this cold world
So I commiserate with Chan Marshall - That's my homegirl
Caught in the rat race, when things slow down
We catch brunch at Fellini's in Atlanta - our hometown
Ponce de Leon local. Barely remember when and how
We met. Shit, not even I know now
All I know is once a year we split a pie, salad, a couple of beers
Reminisce past and the passing of some of our peers
Like my homie Jamal Pryor aka Slo Mo
Had them rhymes that was hot fire
But Chan say, We all live to die. Don't ask no questions why
Just throw your wine glass for Slo up high

We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
Oxycontin cocktails with bellinis
Over pizza pie we think on those who died
Me and Chan at Fellini's

Heroine burin' too many of my folk in a coffin
Rest In Peace to Phillip Seymore Hoffman
He remind me of my ace, named Mason Adair
Multi-talented, intelligent - I sure wish he were here
The incarnate definition of having no fear
Cause he would go like a cart, once you put him gear
Feels like a pourin' out a sip of every beer
That's why I reminisce with Chan every year
Over a large veggie pie, extra crispy crust
Chan say she, take country love over city lust
Any day. It breaks your heart. Tougher than given pills and coke up
Feels like she died inside when her and Giovanni broke up
It's a lot ta soak up. We used to toke up
Mason got one last taste of 'H', took a nap and never woke up
And every time I think of him I choke up
Chan say, It's good to talk about Mason, Jason
Aren't you glad you spoke up

We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
Oxycontin cocktails with bellinis
Over pizza pie we think on those who died
Me and Chan at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Cat Power

Feel like a martian from outer space - It's so hard concealin
My face to the human race. It's hard not revealin
The pain that fills up the place of these hard feelin's
So Rest In Peace to Robin Williams
Chan say, We ALL depressives. The thought of that is scary
I ain't Pac - can't holla loud enough for y'all to hear me
Not the only one, we all get weary
Cept for the purest soul I've ever known once owned by Benny Tassinari
Benny Taz possess the kinda soul that make you go Oh my Gah
He's like a mix between Otis Redding and Yo-Yo Ma
Died of cancer at age thirty
If songs about you's the biggest honor, Benny was thirty albums worthy
And Chan say, We need kinship
Remember Jamal, Mason and Benny Taz when you think of friendship
I told Chan, I'll think of you. 'Til our next hiatus.
Like the title of your seventh album, Cat, you The Greatest

We drink cava the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
Oxycontin cocktails with bellinis
Over pizza pie we think on those who died
Me and Chan at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Cat Power

Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Chan Marshall at Fellini's
Me and Cat Power

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