Leonard Letdown

Leonard Letdown Uh [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]