Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Charlie Brown , by - ScienzeRelease date: 08.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Charlie Brown |
| Well, I guess I’m making love to this phone |
| Field goals on my mind while I’m stuck in the snow |
| I want to kick it with you |
| Dust it off as we go |
| But you keep moving that ball, like the call wasn’t yours |
| So peace, peace boo |
| Holla when you ready to go |
| I heard Sally want to grab me as a full time Joe |
| I may be with it if she with it |
| Keep a full time ho at bay, hey |
| She calling the plays and I’m game |
| Word |
| They call me Linus, charmer at its finest |
| Stress ever mindless as a philosopher and stylish |
| Prone to nostalgia |
| Baby blue sheet up on the futon that I drag from the kitchen eating croutons |
| And OJ |
| Olé |
| Your flattery is okay, but |
| Step it up a notch, show me off, show me spots |
| Introduce me to your friends |
| Get a comb, twist the locks |
| While my homie plays Sebastian Bach |
| Schroeder style |
| Everybody gets lonely at the end of the day (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say |
| I heard it’s hard to let go with your pride in the way (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say |
| Love jones tend to be right under your nose (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Why, oh why do I let her do this to me? |
| Why, why? |
| Maybe she’s right, this time I’m really going to kick it |
| I’m going to kick the habit! |
| This is the end of all my faults! |
| AGHHH! |
| And now, for the surprise |
| Yeah, word up |
| This is living when living is lie |
| Living is love, living is life |
| Whatchu living it for? |
| I’m living for life |
| Give me a life |
| I would close my eyes and give it to Christ |
| Buddhu, Muhammad, Noble Drew Ali |
| Elijah Muhammad |
| Martin, Malcolm, Master Fard Muhammad |
| Give it to God, Jah |
| Give it to Allah |
| Give us a new law, new love |
| My new love |
| Never knew who I was, love |
| Was love, I touch, bust, fuck, love once |
| Wants lust |
| Send my condolences |
| Tell my emotions I been eloping |
| I’m in love with love |
| I’ve been evoking all the dopest shit I’d never spoken |
| This is the realest shit I ever wrote |
| Crush your melon open with another note |
| On another note, dopest |
| Super Cali nigga |
| Rapping the dopest |
| Love love, third power devour cowards with love |
| Rain showers 'til we gain back what was ours with love |
| Yup, yup |
| Everybody gets lonely at the end of the day (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say |
| I heard it’s hard to let go with your pride in the way (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say |
| Love jones tend to be right under your nose (but hey) |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Ain’t that what they say, Ain’t that what they say |
| Here you are, Charlie Brown! |
| Now, I’m going to run through this at slow motion |
| Now, see the look of determination on your face? |
| Oh sham, Charlie Brown. |
| A failure face if I ever saw one |
| In turn, see how benign and composed my face is, Charlie Brown? |
| And your clumsiness, Charlie Brown! |
| Shall we run through it once more at normal speed? |
| No, no I don’t think so |