Tuesday, December 29, 2009


Sometimes I swear... I'm made for this
Cause when I get in the booth, I just...
Turn into Superman. Dig?
It's a wonderful feeling, you know?
Cause I really do it for love, nah mean?
Charles Hamilton
Shout out to Lupe
It's all love
I'm just sick of all the comparison

Yes I am who I say I am, I’m Superman
I’m flying high, and that’s the plan
So don’t shake my hand
I don’t give a damn, how you feel
Cause I am who I say I am, I’m Superman
I’m flying high, and that’s the plan
So don’t shake my hand
I don’t give a damn, how you feel

Thank you, Mr.Fiasco
Now watch me rip like and asshole
When taking a shit on a flagpole
You get rape in this biz, if you mad slow
I’m Sonic in this bitch, cause im fast so,
Catch up or drop down when this cat flow
I spit flames, got a mouth full of Tabasco
In hell Newports, out come tobacco
Inhale haze, the outcome is bad though
In hell days, Is like mountains of cash flow
Never ending, Never pretending, the Devil is in me
Whoever should tempt me, is asking for i
That’s some Morbid shit, but it’s this way till I have to call it quits
Some days I get mad and bald my fist
Should I black out? Ask the audience
French kiss Death, playing mad accordion
The high school drop out, valedictorian
The sixth man, I have to score again
Cause I may never have the ball again
Laugh at Charles, because that’s some Charlie shit
Have a Marley hit, call it mean
I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie Sheen
I’m Martin Sheen, I fathered this shit
Tough pill to swallow, swallow this dick
I am nice, acknowledge it bitch
Simone Porter that’s my baby, never thought of cheatin'
I smell her scent in the air, the world is Puerto (Porter) Rican
I’m sort of speaking, Metaphorically
The more that you think it, the more that the meaning, is me
No more quarter keeping, Im trying to ball out
Go all out, in the lab 'till I fall out
Call out my name, I wont answer
This soul cancer, makes me feel like an old dancer
I cant move without making a face, cant sleep,
Cant eat, without breaking a plate,
Line drive down the middle, man
Im safe at the plate, take it away
The umpire made a mistake


Forgot I had another at bat
Bottom of the ninth yeah im loving that fact
A-Rod meets C-H-A-R
L-E-S, nigga keep your day job
I make pods, put it in your eye
Call it eye pods, Look into the sky
I Sun gon' shine forever
So as long as I’m here, you niggas need to get your rhymes together
I could rhyme forever
Would rhyme for ever-y single time, niggas try to rob my leather
Cause they knew I was a geek
That didn’t pop Berettas, now niggas sayin
They wanna get chopped together, Nah
Not enough weed ,for me to just be cool
With you shaky mother fucker saying, "trust me"
I just breath, just believe
This is telepopmusik
Adjust to me
Fuck with me
You better not fuck with me
Cause your boy here, dangerous like, the Busta beat
Cause this, is, serious, the industry got me delirious
I know what it is, I’m not hearing it
It's predictable like rhymin' serious, and delirious
With period, so here it is.
Period. Uh
Fuck college, I fucked up in Ithica
Cause of the Chanel bitch, I fucked up in Ithica
Excuse me? Huh? What? Give a fuck?
Nigga, what is this "fuck" that I’m giving up?
I’m never giving up, never am I tapping out
I’m a fighter, and that’s what I rap about
I’m never giving up, never am I tapping out
I’m a fighter, and that’s what I rap about

Charles Hamilton
But for right now, you can call me Superman
I'm in the booth

Charles Hamilton

But for right now your can call me Super Man, I’m in the booth

1 comment:

Blake said...

Charles Hamilton- Baby Says i Want (Normalcy Mixtape)Lyrics

(If I have it I give it,only to regenerate it in a minute)

Verse 1
Silent wars inside my pores
Vital organs trying to stay inside
of the corps I call me
I bleed all of what you all see
so I want a bandage that can make it all
peace and peachy
Heart healing from a dark feeling
Wrap up the scars and peel the sharp thorns
?? harbor and harsh corns
walk from door to door
treating my neighborhood like an arch store
I'm above par,fore
never taking my time rushing
Dauf Lundren in part four
I wanted to kill the Apallo,I did
no matter how "Rocky" I get,I still live
As ridged as an all steel brigde
numb inside-out,I don't feel shit
All I wanted was comfort,I wonder
then I don't wonder,trust is my only blunder

I want
I want
I want
I want
I want it all
B-Baby says she want it so give it to her
give it to her*4
I want
I want
I want
I want
I want it all*4

Verse 2
She had ass class and a nice pad
I can smash laugh and write tracks
smoke grass crash get right back
Feeling surreal with civilians in the building
but it was just the two of us
lust and truted but
love was true to us
super trust
Fell harder than I would ever admit to
she was better than reasons
I can ever wish to commit to
She made me happy on some
grown up toddler shit
so I must own up to the obvious
I want her back
I want her bad
She can walk away
I can't stomach that
Every switch of her hips is sophistication
on my lap
she sits the kiss of simplization
or is her disire my disire
Love is never short in fire
but I'm only short inside her.


Verse 3
Rags to riches
wishin for wack rags
to differentiate themsleves
from last dishes
Polishing the glass dishes bare handed
can't repremand it
for it's overbarenced standerds
Concern learns to earn
while permanetly burning
So character ?? is there when
you turn into a germ
An A-T-O-M
thinking of Atom and Eve
while I'm grabing her weave
I wanna free mind
enjoying free love
grief sucks like a car getting
keyed up
club life
admition fee,three bucks
V.I.P. does not see us
Me and Me
we just stay beamed up
watching and listening
she's in her goddess position
and I'm just washing the dishes


it's what I want