Lyrics to Leonard Letdown

Leonard Letdown

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[Verse 1: Red Pill]

Consider me the pickle on your window

Consider me the missing cord to your Nintendo

Consider me the broken spoke on your rim

When your hopes glowing dim, I'm a cold blowing wind

I'm a forgotten anniversary

The cops stopping you and giving you the third degree

The cock-block that occurs from over-serving drinks

The missing burger after getting home from Burger King

I'm the crack on your phone screen

The injured quarterback on the home team

I'm the kid getting held back in third grade

Missing father on a ten year old's birthday

The flat tire in the storm

The internet going out while you're trying to watch porn

I'm a burned bag of popcorn

The biggest steak on the plate and i'm not yours, Leonard Letdown



[Hook]

So Red Pill is dead now

Put a bullet in his head now

His eyes looking X'd out

You can call me Leonard Letdown (x3)



[Verse 2: Red Pill]

I'm the majority of movie sequels

In fact, I'm the majority of you people

I'm the final episode of Lost

The game freezing right before you beat the final boss

I'm leftover meatloaf

The chick that don't deepthroat

The dog took a piss on on your pea coat

I'm the feeling of the office up at Mello

Right after they signed this Red Pill fellow

I am the song they gave to L.O

A bag of weed without a rello

I'm the second blueprint

Oil in your coolant

Murder mystery without a shoe-print

I'm your favorite rapper's worst album

How most of you will feel about this album

I'm how i feel about adulthood

Birthdays, humans, my looks, and dull books



[Hook]