Oh No - Charlie Brown lyrics

[Intro] There's a good chance that instead of being a hero, I'll make a bigger fool of myself than ever Charlie Brown, Charlie Brown Oh no, we're doomed! [Verse 1: Apathy] I raise the bars for stars and quasars That's the reason why I ain't on your radars You'd have to be like NASA to see this high Plus you'd have to be nastier to be this guy To be this fly, you need a hoverboard and some jetpacks The grand architect of the universe to bless tracks You'd have to walk a mile in my shoes to decipher all the complex styles that I use Cause my brain's all crazy from the ritalin they gave me And even as a baby loud music didn't faze me And even as a teenager rappers couldn't fade me I never gave a f** about the hoes who betrayed me And traded me for somebody else, well they can have 'em Thanks for the rides to school and orgasms Thanks for the cellphone bills that got paid Been a pimp day one since I first got laid Took rap more serious about the ninth grade When I first heard the first LP that Nas made Nowadays music sound so weird Everybody clothes are tight, everybody got a beard It's like the end of days that every rap fan feared 'Til the savior appeared on the stage and they cheered I daydreamed while I sat on the bus Fantasizing of these whack a** rappers I crush One day I'll make my whole neighborhood hot On the rooftop like I'm Snoopy or Woodstock A Tribe Called Quest in the "Check the Rhime" video There once was a dream but I did it though Nah, I never gave a f** what the rest did Now I'm on tour making sure I'm well-rested Thanks to my fam and the fans who invested And always had my back when my faith got tested [Hook: Kappa Gamma & Apathy] Body in the trunk, gas tank low Heading 'round and not a place to go When the chips are down, would you hold me down When I'm feeling like Charlie Brown Money running out, bills so high Just wanna float up to the sky When the chips are down, would you hold me down When I'm feeling like *Charlie Brown* [Verse 2: Oh No] I be feeling like Charlie Brown Or rather Pig Pen, from all that dirt I been in The 'burbs and the blocks, the street curbs and the kitchen cookers Sold nightmares, these dreams boy I got hookups Back in the day was just a week ago The memories gone, it's probably from that reefer smoke A n***a play Aretha when I'm needing hope To see the folks later, they try to kick it like FIFA pro's I lecture my sons about grades and chips Cause any drama known to grey they wigs I do what my favorites did and still do So many try to make it, sh** I'm just trying to make it through So many really fake it, man I'm just gonna keep it true Too many people hating, gonna see how the evils do I've seen a gangarang clouds out in Cali skies and Felt turbulence without having a plane ride You're k**ing my high, k**ing my vibe Them d** be, k**ing me inside, k** me and die I was never known for k**ing with kind I'll be k**ing a blind script murder, like I'm noting the nine while I rhyme Please excuse me, the way I shadow was a noozie I'm plotting a movie, pop extras in the jacuzzi Big dreams still living loosely, loose leaves, no loosies The same b**hes that was acting bougie now they grouping groupies That wanna do me, do me I spark a doobie that you call a doozie Then bang that groupie in a f**ing hooptie Tell 'em I'm balling but right now, I'm doing iiiit The type of dude you don't wanna have no kiiiids The boy is just ridiculouuus Look, clowning, that's a state of mind I live in All bad when I pop the trunk, homie get in No! [Hook: Kappa Gamma & Apathy] [Outro] *Gunfiring* Keep the change you filthy animal!