Saturday, September 24, 2011

Smokey Robinson's L

One Night when I was Dreamin', or Awake
I had A dream that 9th Wonder was J-Dilla, Don't let It be a lie
iight.





I can Drown a Lake In this Pool,
Tears Of a Clown, My make-up Is through
Dreams Of a Clown, I'm making It through
Seems Like A Clown May end School





Poetry In motion, Go to Sleep and Open
Wake Up, Underacted
Unattractive Is never gonna happen
So just Do a Back flip
and Let your Ass touch my Lips
I could be talking To the Corporate University
Or the Chick that Flirts with me
or Either way, Certainly
it Kinda Hurts my Feelings Cuz you don't Even know the Perfect me
It hurts to Sleep
and this Is poetry again, You know I'm Goin' In
Smell the Newport just Blowing In the wind
Hair Blowin' From the Sin
I'm not Marilyn Monroe but I can make her Cum Slow
Its Charles Hamilton Houston
Nigga, I'm at It again
My Darkness can Make a Seal Hook sound Gray
but doesn't this Too(wait)?





I can Drown a Lake In this Pool,
Tears Of a Clown, My make-up Is through(Yea, Let me Stack the Hook)
Dreams Of a Clown, I'm making It through
Seems Like A Clown May end School


I can Drown a Lake In this Pool,
Tears Of a Clown, My make-up Is through
Dreams Of a Clown, I'm making It through
Seems Like A Clown May end School

B In The Rain

Its the Faculty Music (Bringing 88' Back)
You know I had another Dream,
I had a Dream not Only was 9th Wonder J-Dilla,
But that Dream also Told me It was Sha-Leik
Then I had a Dream That I was with Beyonce Knowles





I see You In the Rain, Me and You In the Rain
What we do in the rain, can End the rain,
I'm trying to feel
Deny If its Real





Yea Right, You, I'm to high
My self Esteem only Rivals to your Two thighs
and It just dies in your two eyes
A new now when a Dude cries
You lied It cant be
my Plan B
A Height I cant reach, I have to make You Not stand me.
I wont Shower, I'll So be a Coward
I'll flow even Louder, So You can leave me Sour
If It doesn't work Murphy's Law was Vetoed
Hurting all Egos, Swerving Off in a Beatle..
(Damn) I don't feel good, Wont give up but I still should
Walk to the DreamGirls set, kill Jamie
Then go at It with you Raw Until you Slay me
Tryna Out-do You-all
This Is all you,
Our nudity cause A new fall





I see You In the Rain, Me and You In the Rain
What we do in the rain, can End the rain,
I'm trying to feel
(but you don't need to)Deny If its Real






A black Leather Dress, Straps On your Heels
My teeth On the Back of your Heels, Foreal
You giggle as you bite your Bottom Lip
My Eyes are too serious to not be legit
I unfasten the Straps on your Heel with my Teeth and Taste buds
We need to make Love
The first raindrops squeezes your Make-up
Fast Forward Is Stay In touch
I Unzip your Dress, the Dark clouds confess
They want top bare witness to this mess
You Portrait Is now a Levy for this Storm
Lightning plays as Confetti in this Porn
I pull It out, You Whisper Yes Charles
I suck On your Neck until your Breast Call
and I let It all go On your Left wall,
We lay Naked On the Wet car...





I see You In the Rain,(That's right) Me and You In the Rain
What we do in the rain, can End the rain,
I'm trying to feel
Deny If its Real





I just don't Get It, you love me.
Girl I ain't nobody To love
But I need Somebody to love me
are you that Somebody to Love me


I just don't Get It, you love me.
Girl I ain't nobody To love
But I need Somebody to love me
are you that Somebody to Love me

Is Beyonce Really With Jay-Z?

Shout Out My nigga Skee, Before We Forget
Am I picking Sides Nigga (No way)
Oh Word?


I warned This Big Booty Bitch to stay Sweet
I Click and Spray Heat
Lay with Me
A great 16 to Break This Beat
You 808 queens Stay away from me
Giving Base To Fiend like Dre and Easy-E
My Clamidea Leaves blood Stains On my Jeans
And you gave It to me so you tainted my sleep
Pain I want to keep, But hey I want to beat
I'll give you Aids for your Freakyness
And Rabies to Be Discreet,
Have you laying Like Raiden Saying To Sweep
Silver Is So whack, So don't ask Why I want my Fro Back
A little Kiss from Willow Smith and I catch a case
A basket Case, Ally Sheedy meets Pastor Mase
A 9th Wonder Dope Track
Too bad He don't rap Come on




Threats, That's It
but, I get Down
Yup that's It
I get Down, And all y'all (Know That)
Now wheres My Motherfuckin' Comb at
That's It
but, I get
Yup that's It
I get Down
And all y'all (Know That)
Now wheres My Motherfuckin' Comb at.

Linda Cole's Entrance Music

[intro]
All my ladies from the left to the right,
To the up to the down say,
BITCH..
Ain't it a...

[verse 1]
It's the hardest black woman in therapy, ya hearing me
I honestly don't care if you're scared me
You all should be, my paycheck is lousy
My co-workers are gay, wet, and proud of me
I say yes, they're allowed to be
Play dead for getting loud with me
I ain't say to shower me, so coward please
You all can kiss my ass says my innie coffee
No penny party, you all are pretty sorry
Let me brush all that envy off me
Gimme marley like Rob and we can party like Bob
All you movie bubbs keep asking what about him
He's human, so really, I could give a fuck about him
Worship, worship, bitches and handkerchief
Hamiltonian lonliness, write my pain in cursive
..I bit Kanye on purpose, I'm sitting still so where's the curtains?

[chorus]
YOU ALL (x 3)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me
YOU ALL (x 3)
(All my ladies say... bitch! all my ladies say.. aha)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me

[verse 2]
You all asked me to bring you all back
I already you all to rap, it's a true awesome fact
So you all sit back while I launch you all back at you alls laps and you all can have a clap
All you can do is catch this aura you can slap
You all includes them too so aura you can them back
All thats true in the news, believing you are wack
I you all the news cuz I'm a motherfuckin' fact
With my pen I'm bubblin up crack
Jack, take this to dublin tuck it in your nut sack.. But..
I may be with being to may be
She like "Aye CH, you wanna play with me?"
Baby, after this dates over, peace
I'm two steps ahead like A to D..
Musicians..

[chorus]
YOU ALL (x 3)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me
YOU ALL (x 3)
(All my ladies say... bitch! all my ladies say.. aha)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me

[bridge]
I want every-
ones, ones, ones, ones
ones, ones, ones, ones
Attention..
Everyone..
Now.. (x 2)

[chorus]
YOU ALL (x 3)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me
YOU ALL (x 3)
(All my ladies say... bitch! all my ladies say.. aha)
Everyone is everyone and everything and that includes me

Miss Jarrett's Turtle Poster

[intro]
Shit..
Excuse me Amerie, Jenny Baker said I can't use her phone to make long distance calls so can I

[verse 1]
As it always starts, eye contact
Beautiful eyes are contacts, I'm wack
Thighs crack behind flat but I like that
Thinking of lust on your desk, consuculant sex
My pupils stuck on your breast..
Gave birth to my eyes, now they suck on ya chest
I must be upset, touching your dress with your babies
I have custody
I rap.. She has to fuck with me
My peace can make her touch her knees
Give her a puff of weed and I'll keep her up to speed
Every time a nigga turn around I be lookin' like damn..
She ain't gotta booty but it would look good in my hand..
Fam.. Damn..
I mean she has a man and a daughter
It breaks my heart to see whats on her hand, what he bought her
And I really am a family starter but I ain't a fan of these problems..

[chorus]
J-A-DOUBLE R--E-DOUBLE T
(you and me, you and me) x 5
Now we can do it for the love of a son, but..

[verse 2]
I left cats one day, the lust was too high
I would love to do I but she's too fine
Psychically touching through her spine
Tapping her turtle shell, cutting through the vines
Her conversations are deep and shallow.. She holds the gun
She is beneath the barrow, she is not easily hassled
Where's her degree in tassle?
Catch me sneaking up her grab room, gradually she'll go into her bathroom
Right? ..And if it isn't right guess what I really don't care
Middle of the night, guess what, I'm standing right there
Jenny Baker gave me a makeover, rest of Ohio I takeover
Favorite Polo, ah fuck it, thank you, go sir
But if I die will I see a finish line?
Fuck.. I'm going too deep into this rhyme
And she do be saying that nigga is fine
But that chicks like "that niggas mine"..

[chorus]
J-A-DOUBLE R-E-DOUBLE T
(you and me, you and me) x 5
Now we can do it for the love of a son, but..

[bridge]
Here she comes, there she goes..
Did I make her cum.. Does she know
That I do it..
Does she know.. That I do it..
I do it.. (x 3)

Friday, September 9, 2011

Decency Police (OD'n)

[Intro]
AYOOO…

THE TOP ONE.

[Verse]
I’ll never die.
Best eternal MC.
I’m so depressed, I made Pepsi turn against me.
This ugly duckly, is sexy, permanently.
Let me murder this beat. Reject the attorney’s fee.

Gettin’ neck from a burnin’ freak.
Let my BLIS-TERS leak, when I LICK HER deep.
Make the b*tch enslave me.
KISS HER feet.
Let her disrespect, ‘till the b*tch turns to sleep.

Then I return to the streets.
Quick burn of the green.
Flip the “third” on each, to the curb full of police.
Like... Word, pigs.
Beef.
‘Cause word on the streets?
Second grade? NYPD took turns in my sheets.

The real Abner Louima.
Be indecent.
Muthaf*ck the 26th precinct.

HARLEM.

Act right, and we don’t need the cops.
Call Ray Kelly “five”, ‘cause he needs to stop.

STOP IT, FIVE.
N1ggas want me NOT alive.

Start beef with REAL thugs, hoping to NOT survive.

Dropped from Interscope; I spiral when I dot my eyes.
I’m Iovo, when I cross my t’s. Watch the drive.

A 40-zip run.
I’m such a prick, I’d lick Gayle’s ass, just to get her shorty’s income.
Like, 2 mil, RIGHT NOW.

THEN c*m.

Charles Gigolo.
Lookin’ for a vic-tim.

I admit to some. I’m a bit dumb;
Pull out a big g**, like, “Where you get them clips from?!”

I’m Charlie, give or take an angel or two.
The most familiar stranger to a few.

Put the game in a noose.
SUCH a strange view.
Sleepin’ in the wrong studio, can maim you.
Came from L.A., lookin’ strange to you.
Gang banged in the booth, by these… B-CRAZY fools…

Hey, look, I just came to say the truth.
But can’t say if it’s true, without displayin' proof.

WELL LOOK.
I DON’T EVER PLAY WIT’ CHU.
If I SAY it’s true? I hope and PRAY it’s true.

If so? I’m killin’ people.
NO GAS.
Go to jail with glue and DUCT TAPE ON MY ASS.

My cousin Scooter did it.

My c*ck is bigger than his, and he’s TALLER.
God got SUPER vision…

Unfortunately, I was under my own supervision.
Eat a uterus to hatin’ ass stupid b*tches.

Floss your balls with barbed wire, you sub-human n1ggas.
Jimmy, I love you. Just not your roster.
Minus a few? Fake rastas, and imposters.
I couldn’t fit in, ‘cause I’m a f*ckin’ Goth.
Word.

Shoulda’ got my head checked by the “doctor”.
Then Curtis bully woulda' thrown me in a locker.
And Marshall will throw my face into pasta.

I guess too much.
Kendra and her knockers.

I was harder than BEATINGS at every marketing meeting.
Kept it professional. Always started with a greeting…

I coulda’ had her heart in an evening.
EASY.
But Al Goldstein, said not to be sleazy.

Her lap was a wack MC, sayin’ “Eat me.”
And I’m shy, like, “Yo, throw on a beat, Free!

No rapper with oratory skills, can beat me.

To beat me, you cannot have teeth, cheeks, a tongue, or a voice box to speak to me from.

I am the common cold, when I speak to these drums.

Add some fever, some ether, some tweezers…
And I can make your skull a speaker.
For SILENCE.

Like you said my name is loud?
I correct you.

IT’S QUIET.
Now, QUIT CRYIN’.

Butter knife your head off, like “Quit dyin‘!”

Then you die, and I get tight, like “Quit tryin‘!”

I’m ill, like Hill, on a trip to islands.
‘Cause I actually know a kid named Zion.

Oh, you know ‘em too? Quit lyin’.
Ayo. Pick a Ryan to diss, and diss Ryan.

I never double-cross.
Only ten-timin’.
Hamilton timin’.
Meaning, you can handle it, IN TIME.

Come find me.
I remember Shakia Stewart wanted to sign me.
Theo, the Hamilton lawyer, right behind me.
Like, “He’s every artist EVER."
"TIMES THREE.”
I said “Times three-hundred.”, he said, “Don’t remind me.”
My catalogue, is why I don’t have to battle y’all.

Your b*tch is bad? I say she’s not bad AT ALL.
Breath smell like p*ssy, and full-court basketball.

I am the reasons why, like “after all”.
I spit fire, like earth, wind, and.

Haters wonder why I rap at all…

B*TCH n1gga, shut the f*ck up, 'fore I snap back your bra.

Nice with hands, but my BARS will crack your jaw.
I smoke good.
For a buzz? Half a jar.

Certain n1ggas ain’t survive not even HALF a bar.
Freshest cracker in the league.
Packer Favre.

CH is a CHeesehead.
You will bleed from the head, if you read what I read.

BIBLE.

… Leave you a sea full of red.
You’ll look like Jada Fire, all them “seeds” on your head.

You “slutty ass, take it in your butt and laugh” B*TCH N1GGA.
You “ugly ass, muddy ass, swallow n*t for cash, get a cut of what is half, and find out it ain’t JACK” B*TCH N1GGA.
You “wifin’ up, f*ck buddy, ass don’t love me, slash, wanna love me for cash” B*TCH N1GGA.

Your life is surround by MAD D*CK, NIGGA.
Now keep lyin’ to the public, fake Magic N1GGA…



You put a band on her finger.
I grab her ass quicker.
Go through a dry spell, and f*ck the SH*T out a river!

Goin’ so hard, I can spit out a liver.
My d*ck is big. I simply live out the picture.

I’m harder than gettin’ raped by ALL of Harlem.
In one night. Go to another town, to start a problem.
Go to Cleveland. DECK LeBron.
And with my extra arm? Choke the n1gga who sexed his mom.

I am the Cleveland indian.
And the cavalier.
And sorry, Cam, I’m the most Harlem rapper here.

WhereEVER.
I’m gothic enough to wear leather, and so thugged out, my stare can TEAR leather.

Shoved the hanger in my ass, I see the future;
In ‘09, I replayed the scene for computers.
Two years before then, I wrote the song “Loser”.

Consider me the pessimism tutor.

“F“ the system.
It failed me.
… SUPER.

Gucci can rap?
But, F*CK IT.
I’m CUTER.

Real men wear pink.
Then I am GOD.
My pink essence had b*tches thinkin’ I am ODD.
Now they all DYIN’ to ride my rod.

Not now, b*tch, I DON’T HAVE writer’s block.
My d*ck is like an air conditioner inside your tw*t.

But fall back for now, because it’s ho-… Ah.
It’s kinda ho- YO, STOP TOUCHIN’ MY D*CK, B*TCH, I’M TRYIN’ TO JOT!

To quote Bill Bellinger?
I’m tryin’ to watch.

CH is key.
My flow works engines.
Put the BILL n1gga’s name in your search engine.


Rich n1ggas is tight.
Word.
Snitchin’.

I get dressed, and be the Bird and Pippen.
No “bull”shit.
I’m fly on the mic.

Lisa Marie Presley.
Ride ‘till I die.

High as the sky, with that lie in my eyes.
Don’t be lyin’ in my eyes, muhf*cka, no lies or surprise, when I ride up on a 9, and BUY.
B-Y-E.
Shots to your e-y-e.
I’m 5’7”, and iller than B.I.G., n1gga!
Because I’m M-E-D…
… I-U-M.
N1gga, why you spend;
All your time on these b*tches, all your money on your mind, and your mind’s on them b*tches, so that honey is a dime, and that dime, plus…
Another dime, plus…
A nickel? Is a call to a chick that’s way FINER.

Muhf*cka, I don’t have to wear designer.
I got khakis from Zara.
I will find ya‘.
Log into Facebook, and then remind ya‘, what happens when I get behind ya’.

If you check out the “t“?
Literally, if you check out the “tee“?
"Yo! MTV Raps", with the checks, no sleeves.

Matter fact, SHORT sleeves.
A short temper.
N1ggas don’t REALLY wanna remember…

I could bring it back, like Selektah
A big WRECKA', of everything, except a RECTUM.
Unless it’s a white chick, and she deserves it;
Other than that, when it comes to anuses, I get nervous;

So f*ck ALL you assholes!
N1gga, WIPE.
I don’t even have to get a pen to write.

The reason why?
I been rappin’, since the night;
Decided to call itself night.

End of night.

Now it’s daytime.
Y’all n1ggas pretend to “like”.

Muthaf*cka, I’m not the one you should pretend to like.

Because at 10 to 5? That’s 450?
I could have everybody in YOUR city, come and rock with me.

Like… This is YOUR pity.
I feel bad for you.
‘Cause your whore is pretty.
And I snatched her from you.



I guess I considered that whore… YOUR city.



GOVERNOR HAMILTON!

*leaves booth*

… These n1ggas ain’t PLAYIN’ wit’ me…

END

[While stuck in PsyChik's PsyBeam, Sonic bumps into Mega Man, causing a moment of tension...] / Famtana

[Intro]
OH!
OH…
OH, Hannah Montanilton!
Haha…

Charlie Man-…
Charlie Mantana, I don’t know…
Charles Manson…

Haha…

Harlem Montana…
My new sh1t…
Chill, Famtana.

Check me out, uh…

[Chorus]
CHIIIIL, Famtana!
‘Cause it could get, ILLLLLL, Famtana!

As SOON as the block start BLACKIIIIN’…
Here come the precinct and the CAPTAAAAIN…

Sayin’…

CHIIIIL, Famtana!
CHIIIIL, Famtana!

We goin’ in, goin’ in-in, goin’ in again.
Goin’ in, goin’ in-in, goin’ in again.

YEP!

[Verse 1]
I have no swag, I have characteristics;
Most of you characters miss it.

Like character select, from a distance.
In the game? These n1gga can’t kick sh1t.

Like Tekken.
Or Marvel vs. Capcom.
Pounds to my n1gga for reppin’.
But y’all ain’t my brethren.
Matter fact, y’all should just keep steppin’, before you get the “FINISH HIM!” and a Fatality.
All these rappers, all say they battle me.
What’s your name? Where do you work?
Your store CLOSED. N1gga, you’re a jerk.
You’ve been shut down.
Throw it in the bag.
Brown paper? I don’t even have to be around haters.
Give dap to one dude, ‘cause his music is cool.
Other [than] that?
You music fools, already lose.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
Every rapper who has ever dissed me? Is broke.
So I got broke, just to give them n1ggas hope.
(WHOO-HOO!)
Then I ended up in they’ chicken’s throat.

Now I’m ridin’ in they’ chicken’s cope.

Oops. I meant coupe.
But put the “C” in front of oops?
And I’m still right.

I’M THE TRUTH!

Baby powder all in the booth…
N1gga, I’m white, just like my “roots“.

Call me powder.

My roots could be white, ‘cause I got dandruff, and I refuse to shower.

I keep it funky…

(Ooh-ooh! Ooh-ooh! Ooh! Ooh!)
(“You hear the beat sayin’ “Ooh”?)


The f*ckin’ BEAT had to sniff me.
Now I’m feelin’ comfy.
So.
One of y’all wanna diss me, it’s only because you’re broke, and your b*tch just finished humpin’ me.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
The morning I woke up, and realized I was attractive?

Man, I did some backflips.
Then did a front flip, and got it crackin’.
Like, “DAAAM, Shorty, are we shaggin’?”
Unfortunately, I am just braggin’.
I was lookin’ at a commercial for Volkswagen.
You know how they be havin’ them white folks askin’ if…
Passenger see, the drive is your passion?
Well, drivers are wanted.
And I be ridin' with drivers who are blunted.
So high, and the island is feelin' like I reside in my stomach;
Because, I ain't got nothin' on it.

Now ponder upon it.
For just one moment, and realize I vomit.
(THIS BEAT… IS LIQUOR.)
But since most cats vomit…
… How ‘bout I straight up, BOMB it.
(Let’s go…)

*beat plays*

[Outro]
CHARLES HAMILTON!
... For the president, OF the president…

I’m tryin’ to run the n1ggas, who run the people, of which I entertain..
How ABOUT IIIIT…

HahaHA!
Uh-oh!

*leaves booth*

Saturday, September 3, 2011

(Have) Midget Mobile

Don't hurdle
One step over
son Of a gun, number 1
lets go, Sure
Want what I want, Fun summer Wonder
I should even have but I'm a Number one hunter.
Cum doesn't come so I run like a punter
Homer to most but Focused when Under
Thumbs of a punk' s with broke controllers
Soakin' In the Sober so I'm Rollin In the wonder
Supposedly a Stunter but Focused on the Unsure
One dear person Be-Lurking In the thunder
Perfect In the Sun burn Workin on the Perch
One blunder Is to worry bout the Unsure
Another hurdle
Another Step
Another Breath
The lovers flesh
All basis that haven't been Covered yet
So step, Just step





What more can you ask of me I got a lot I gotta think about
I just want a little Life, What you think I'm fink about
Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It
Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It





Give me a sign, Perhaps air could give me a peace of mind when I reacha sigh
Shadow Said,"No need to Hide"
bundles of funnel cake and pizza pie
Gotta diet of a riot,
I'm tired of fighting, ride whips of trident, Like I give a shit
Side by Side with the Silent Tarantula, I take a chance and I strut
Lookin' At Shakespeare Like nice, but,
All not nice thoughts Is Lookin' for A write up
Professor X, Still no Helmet,
Been watching C-NBC(Wheres my Cut)
I need a new suit that I can size Up
Corporate says I suck cause I don't try much
Max Potential, I have Credentials
Glasses, Gotta look back to miss you





What more can you ask of me I got a lot I gotta think about
I just want a little Life, What you think I'm fink about
Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It
Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It






Cop a Jack to watch my back Only when my pockets is fat
Other than that I chat
Keep the PC even though I Mac
Jackie Blue might Catch an Attitude
Rather move as A pastor, Rude
Mad cool but I ask for blues When looking at the news
My bad view who passes through
Old future, I just got passed the new
Feel It, Master blaster, Naked to the Few
Nude,
K to the, N to the, You
Apostrophe D
Cop Squat,
Gotta see me, In stock like the hottest CD
but whats Even Hotter, Gotta see me
Shot a peace Sign at the not-so PG
Feels like to live Is just a minute,
My new Cell Phone Is a midget
Intricate.




Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It
Vertical Horizon, I'm On It, I'm On It

Friday, September 2, 2011

Tax Evasion

[Intro]
Night time, is the biggest onomatopoeia you can say.
HAHA…

… Uh.

[Verse 1]
Nights in the Palazzo.
View of the grove.
Taking Elle women on a tour, through my beautiful home…
It wasn’t long ago, that every song I wrote, was all in hope, that all the broke thoughts would go, OFF and float, like hallway smoke, when coffins row.
In the hood, it’s a coffin for colds.
No cure, but we livin’ to die.
Like dyin' is another form of livin’ a lie.
So we livin’ to live.
While we wishin’ to fly.
Envision the sky, kiss it goodbye, and listen to I.
We goin’ higher than the heights of average.
Afraid of heights? Take the rites of passage.
You never seen a star before tonight’s flight?
Midday is like a plugged-in Nite Brite.
… And all the other planets lookin’ type hype.
Like, “Charles, I know you ain’t forget my Sprite, right?”

[Chorus]
We all celebrities now, because we gettin’ money!
Everybody in town, because we gettin’ money!
I think I’m wearin’ a crown, because we getting’ money NOW…
But every time I look DOWN...

... I emerge from the ground with a FROWN.

WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW...
WHAT AM I GONNA DO NOW...

... All the money that I get NOW.

[Verse 2]
First-class flights to conferences WHERE, my confidence IS, what got me this, HERE.
Moment to share witcha’.
Know that I’m here witcha’.
Even when I’m not, and I gotta say “There.” witcha’.
Even when I am, and I’m able to hear witcha’.
There.
It’s official. I can be clear witcha.
Fear, is a queer, if you stick out your rear.
Dyin’ one moment, just to live out the year.
ALL the inspiration I give out to my peers…
I wanna “duff” some n1ggas;
Spit out my beer.

But that would imply that I’m not sober…
… And when it come’ to duffin’ n1ggas, I’m Homer.
You’re more Barney.
Whatchu’ want, punk?
You can’t harm me.
You lookin’ punch drunk.
Save the hate for the President, ‘cause I’ll “Family Guy” your whole run.
Straight make you IRRELAVENT.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
I’m gettin’ head from a porn star; Sleepin’ with a label mate.
Dating the craziest little lady from the Angel state.
Good friends with Mr. “808s and Heartbreak”;
I’m compression in a hard day, my profession ain’t all day…
It’s every day.
Rock star.
N1ggas imitating me, like it’s not hard.
Can’t stop, Charles. I’m Bubba Ray Dudley.
Show, put these n1ggas on a table that’s a breakaway…

… Like sweatpants.
That snap-on.
I need a track, so I can Slim Jim rap on.
That means snap on. Elbow drop.
I’m more focused than ever, I tell hoes “STOP.”
I don’t f*ck just to bust a nut, ‘cause, when the lustin’ rushes up,
What are you stuck with?
A puddle of “muck“, a b*tch that got stuck to you, and vice-versa.

It’s not luck, it SUCKS.

… Charles Hamilton.

[Chorus]

[Talking During Chorus]
The only way to move when you’re on top of the world…



… is at top speed.

HAHAHAHA…
?Catch up to ‘em!?

*beat plays for remaining duration*

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Humble Beginnings

Its me being Immature.
Me always wanting What I want.
and me forgetting about us
but you always know I love you right



So Atlanta with your Crammer, Enough Said
Enough Touching, Enough has been said
I was a catalyst for your Embarrassment
Savages asking what I meant, Imagine this,
A baby Jaguar,
Last of its kind,raised by Lambs, Danger in a matter of time
Lock jaw, I grab for whats mine
knowing that you could resent me, In the back of your mind
I'm like Fine
Separation wasn't a design
Wrong button touched and enough of whats find
Touching you Up and down
Tempted to fuck around
Your more than Enough but I'm a Whore and I lust, So What
Now...
You cant get enough of Chastising me
Violently trying to Deny the time that we were an Item
The memories of my Disappearance, Needs better Engineering




I'm sure I said It before
but can I start again(Lets refresh the page)
I know I broke It before,
but will you let me have your heart again(Lets refresh the page)
I wont let me do that again
I just want you back again
I know I said It before but can we start again(Lets refresh the page)




Calmly Hyper, Palm tree in cider View,
I could spend at least a night or two inside of you
In spite of who I view is beautiful, I love you
Unbreakable Skin, you cant cut through
Teflon heart,
but my leaving may be in who you are, Uneven With what you believe In
Guilty yes,
Convicted Of jealousy
Living with the essence of living inside the letter B
Could never See until the tears would fall
I knew you could hear me call,
There is there, here here
Here Is too near to walk,
put my ear to the wall that appears to be tall
Only fine as Paper Mache, So i dream about sleeping while staying awake
That's why I was staying away, I'm sorry, I'm sorry Is something that I'm unable to say





I'm sure I said It before
but can I start again(Lets refresh the page)
I know I broke It before,
but will you let me have your heart again(Lets refresh the page)
I wont let me do that again
I just want you back again
I know I said It before but can we start again(Lets refresh the page)




Answering Machine:
["Hi baby uhh Call me back when you get the chance Okay.. *Kiss* Love you Bye"]



I'm sure I said It before
but can I start again(Lets refresh the page)
I know I broke It before,
but will you let me have your heart again(Lets refresh the page)
I wont let me do that again
I just want you back again
I know I said It before but can we start again(Lets refresh the page)