Sunday, August 7, 2011

The Butterfly Effect

Listen to track

(Intro)
Falculty music..
Charles Hamilton..
Yeah..

(verse 1)
However this starts is the way that it should start
Everything I say is from the heart
Laid in an apartment next to
some woman who swears she doesn't need a check to respect dudes
Guess who, is she real or a metaphor?
It doesn't matter, 'cause to be real I'm forever bored
Alone is the word that best describes
Nothing in common, I heard you testify
Sayin' you know how I feel.. No one does
Maybe I feel this way 'cause I ain't grow enough
Showin' love to hoes and thugs who don't know me much
Status in a rich mans apparatus
Leaves them to being my friend for their satisfaction
And me writing songs in a unhappy fashion
Tucked away to die another day my bond with myself keeps me promising help,
But..

(Hook)
No one cares how you feel when you live in a cacoon
Nothing ever seems real when you live in a cacoon..
Cacoon.. Cacoon..

(verse 2)
Yo Charles, I know you got connects
Gimme an A&R's number, say yeah Charles make me a star
I wonder..
If I didn't chill with big wigs and get a deal
Would any of these niggas feel chills when I spit the real?
A frequent question of the successful but
I don't give a fuck about success so much
You wifin' the bitch but we sex so much her bed was just my nest for nuts
But me being me I couldn't accept that it was lust
Yes it was, I mess because she didn't accept my love
Like everyone else I encountered my whole life
"Charles raps? You wild'n" now it's "Wow, he so nice
his style is so like-" Ah, fuck up
I grew up a fucking fuck up
I drown in waves I'm too curly for a touch up,
So what up?
That's why my wrist is all cut up...

(Hook)
No one cares how you feel when you live in a cacoon
Nothing ever seems real when you live in a cacoon..
Cacoon.. Cacoon..

(verse 3)
Yo, I don't wanna feel alone anymore
No more 3AM searchin' through my phone anymore
My mom keeps callin' I love her, but listen
Mom, you trippin', just for gettin' my attention
Remember rippin' all the rhymes I had written?
Instrumental CD breakin 'Cause I was dippin'
In and out class to write what's on my mind
At the time
Which helped to me not cause a columbine
Bottom line I feel betrayed by life
So scarred I feel like I gave Blade a knife
I'm the fuckin' vampire that gave Blade a bite
Super natural can walk through the day at night
I just wanna be loved by someone
But we all want some.. One.
Charles Hamilton.

(Hook)
No one cares how you feel when you live in a cacoon
Nothing ever seems real when you live in a cacoon..
Cacoon.. Cacoon..

2 comments:

L.F.I.(Imaghostwriter2) said...

i need this instrumental..you should make an instrumental blog

Anonymous said...

Dammmn this songs hurt, It hurts more
when you know Charles Story dammmn....