Lyrics:
-800-273-8255
Here's the number for the suicide hotline
Farewell, my friends, it's been Réal complicated
Glad I knew you, sorry for all the banana peels
But farewell,
-800-273-8255
Here's the number for the suicide hotline
Farewell, my friends, it's been Réal complicated
Glad I knew you, sorry for all the banana peels
But farewell,
yeah
What I find? When I slide
Into your iris
I just die, for the dye you've applied to it
Well done steak on the grill
Toughen up, you banana peel
the bag for the weekend
I'm gone to Los Angeles
Tell em spread out my name like evangelist
Roll by myself just can't deal w abandonment
But I got that stick
Stronger than the muscle
Link with you uh fuck no
Spazz on you i wilson
Like the name was russell
Living is a struggle
Tear drop by the puddle
Time: 8:12 beach bum music bmi/beachead music, inc. ascap
Producer: brian wilson/lenny waronker
Co-producer: andy paley
Recorded and mixed by mark
yo let me look at my phone what's goin on
And I open up the message its like yo the Broncos just got Russell Wilson
I'm like whaaaaaaat
We back now
And connect it like blocks to make up a house,
Simply put I'm just down and I'm out,
Simply put I'm just deep in a cloud,
Surrounded by rain and it's weighing
motherfucker
It's like I keep sayin', I don't want your succor
See that light, shining bright, bringing up the rear view
Got 1 to 10D sight and a righteous,
is what I say I mean rap
Not mumble in the jungle like
Bearcat
This here is that get your life Up dap
A nigga need when he going Through the rat map
Like a lone palm that's watched the world unwind
I got nowhere to go and nowhere to be
"Trinidad Charlie" on a stool next to me
Reading his book
a pic, Tupelo like this song
Hit it good, it's the za and I'm gone
Sex start with a little Luther
Speed it up with a little Za
Get it off with Charlie
the banter
Before I mash up your body like a monster
I know you want banana but I'm sorry girl I can give you anaconda
Yeah Mr A Lee every single day be it
a pilgrim
In the mind I'm on an island like Wilson
People see me drift away
When I never hear all the shit ya say
Why they pissed today 'cause whatever
Raising all the stakes, I'm on the gravy train
Still on my ninja shit, feeling like Liu Kang
Felonious with the lyrics, I'm out committing arsons
I
Damn Hype
One and um
And two and um
Every Friday night we like to cool at the jams
And if the MC ain't workin, I smack the mic out his hands
If the beat
that
[Chorus]
I know you and you know me [Repeats]
It's the sobb story, the sobb story
Repeat chorus
Verse 2: Charlie Brown
Red like green
of dawn
I'm the Biz Mark, and I'm a sure shot
All of a sudden, you you you you..
I got a friend by the name of Charlie
Charlie got a wife by the name
on tracks with Mos Def
When you call him Kwa-li or Kwe-li, I put him on songs with Jay-Z
I'm the Gap like Banana Republic and Old Navy, and ooh
It come out
chick Maritza Ramos
Crash my car into a bridge
I'm Ronald all my quidditch shit
Whatever that means go for it
I'm eating a banana split
Like fake as fuck,
of heart
Over before it starts
This pain should be a crime
Oh, Charlie
You don't know it but you're just like me
You got some skills musically
A little shy
dance in that pussy, tell me when to go
I'm tore up, feeling like I'm 'bout to throw up
One night with me this bitch about to blow up
Man, don't play
name, I read
Gerald Ford's middle name became Rudolph when he turned two
Jimmy Carter's Earl was chosen by his dad, it's true
Ronald Reagan's Wilson, his
you
Time to pass the torch
Let’s get it
Stop lickin’ me, local boys
Playin with me, like I was a toy
Charlie stole my heart at just 3 years old
Teddy
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