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Chilly Gonzales

Self Portrait

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Self Portrait was released on June 6, 2011 by Gentle Threat LTD as a part of the album The Unspeakable Chilly Gonzales

Song Details

AlbumThe Unspeakable Chilly Gonzales

Release DateJune 6, 2011

LabelGentle Threat LTD

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM90

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Chilly Gonzales

Chilly Gonzales

Performer

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christophe Beck

Christophe Beck

Composer

Jason “Chilly Gonzales” Beck (PRS/SOCAN)

Jason “Chilly Gonzales” Beck (PRS/SOCAN)

Lyrics

Chilly Gonzales

Chilly Gonzales

Composer

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Christophe Beck

Christophe Beck

Producer

Howie Beck

Mixing Engineer

Chilly Gonzales

Chilly Gonzales

Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]

I said I was a musical genius, I said I was a musical genius

[Verse 2]

I said I was a musical genius, I repeated it till it became meaningless

Because you assume I was joking, and then you thought about it

Like, he's not joking, listen, it's entertainment

But if you listen the genius is in the arrangements

See, I wasn't kidding, wasn't bullshitting

Anyways, you can't fire me now 'cause I'm quitting

[Verse 3]

I'm at home in a taxi cab, self absorbed, the musical Maxi Pad

I like sunsets, long walks on the beach

I don't rap like Big Poppa because I don't preach

[Verse 4]

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

[Verse 5]

I'm way beyond snob, I'ma Louis Vuitton slob

You want the truth, no prob, I see the face of God in a blow job

I see the truth in Eric Cartman, the Salvador Dali

And Dolly Parton, and even Chris Martin

When I dance to Viva La Vida alone in my apartment

[Verse 6]

I'm at home in a taxi cab, self absorbed, the musical Maxi Pad

I like sunsets, long walks on the beach

I don't rap like Big Poppa because I don't preach

[Verse 7]

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

[Verse 8]

The self portrait, I wanna torch it, I love it but I want to divorce it

Who's there? It's only despair, I try to avoid the void but it's just there

So when I grow gray like Dorian, I won't be boring

Because I think about historians, I'm going through a difficult stage

From young Nicholas Cage to present day Nicholas Cage

I'm almost forty, there's a bunch of folks to whom I should say sorry

I should write down my whole life story, Chilly Gonzo, memento mori

[Verse 9]

I'm at home in a taxi cab, self absorbed, the musical Maxi Pad

I like sunsets, long walks on the beach

I don't rap like Big Poppa because I don't preach

[Verse 10]

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

The closer I get to closure I realize writing this is sheer torture

Today, it's a real scorcher

I think I'm gonna set fire to my own self portrait

Written by: Christophe Beck, Jason “Chilly Gonzales” Beck (PRS/SOCAN)

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