Charlie Brown — текст песни (Abk)

[First Chorus]
Charlie Brown, please, don`t come around
Because your weed is doodoo brown
and it smells like the ground
You`re still my homie (but no more bammer)
But with that weed you don`t know me
When I inhale this, the staleness creeps up on me

I love weed, especially when it gets me gaspin`
Coughin` up a lung from that passion
Graspin` onto life with every hit that I take
When I`m high, is the only time I feel awake
Roll it up, bags on reserve is what I deserve
No joke I gots to smoke cause it calms my nerves
And if Charlie was around I guarantee a tragedy
From his dirt, brown weed means head starts to hurt
Call me a high on, red eyed zombie
smelling like oak with a twist of pine tree
And fuck Smokey, my names Big Inhale
And I`m known to take it down to the tail,
You know what I mean?
Resi-res build up on my fingernail
Clam baked inside the soundproof Lotus Pod cell
Lettin` out, when I`m blessed to give
So, pass it back and let me get another hit
Big Smoker

[Second Chorus]
Charlie, Charlie
Your weed is so sorry (mmm mmm mmmm)
You must have grown it in a dusty safari
I just can`t smoke that no mo`
Even though I`m broke and I`m po`
I smell that shit in your bag,
I choke and run for the do`
Don`t hate you, Charlie
And homie, you still my boy
Just keep that junk on your spot
(Don`t bring it `round here)
And homie, you still my boy
Cause that I can`t never handle
I need to be high
So stay the fuck off my block
and don`t come back on my side
Charlie, Charlie (Charlie Brown)
You just ain`t fresh anymore
Because I like to be lifted
Your shit grounds me to the floor
Don`t make me deck you, Charlie (Bitch)
Don`t come `round with that
Don`t nobody want to hit that
Ya`ll bustas need to quit that
Charlie, Charlie