Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Waterworks

[Charles Hamilton]
Momma used to brush my hair, the shit was a scene
The bristles used to prick me, I'd bleed
Naw she didn't know, she was tryina groom me
To be a man, but deep inside she ruined me
I couldn't cry she would brush even harder
The treatment was worse every time I seen my father
I was forced to go to church after every visit
She said "I was possessed" those were her heavy visions
Since then it felt like no one understood
And someone controls me, slowly
But no see, I'm alone in my zone please
Leave me alone, I'm so weak but so strong
No song can make feel better about
Not going the varsity lettermen route
Kicked outta the house for getting head on the couch
A grown ass kangaroo mommy used to force my head in her pouch saying

[Hook]
Must you cry all the god damn time?
Are you a man or a boy? make up your god damn mind
Don't worry bout me homie I am fine
So must you cry all the god damn time?

[Show TuFli]
I shed 7 tears every year
Thinking bout memories I wish was never here
Or if the enemies is near, my enemies is near cause I was taught
You gotta keep em close or you'll probably be a ghost
I probably get approached by fear but I never get scared
I had a stroke and I ain't even care
I never cry once for mom I survived
I already died once I never lie
Emotions I kept inside
Cause my pride wouldn't let it shine
So a diamond is never, no longer shed a tear
But I'm crying forever
The Show might die but I am forever
At ever, whatever may occur
I treat it as a blur
You, me, and her, we all cry
Yea search for a better life we all try
So it's Tufli, until we all die

[Hook]
Must you cry all the god damn time?
Are you a man or a boy? make up your god damn mind
Don't worry bout me homie I am fine
So must you cry all the god damn time?

[Charles Hamilton]
This nigga SHow almost died and here I am living
Guilt ridden for just existing I couldn't visit
My little nigga almost like my brother
But how can I visit him if I can't see my cousin?
But Ryan graduated 8th grade though
Copped him a 360 and Saint's Row
I thank those who rely on my bankroll
Cause they just make me thankful for HcHo (thanks bro)

[Show TuFli]
Through the hand that was dealt, the pain that I felt
The rain, the shame in myself I still smile
Cause she still here and she still down
She still care and probably wonder how I feel now
Cried a river sometimes a nigga still drowned
Damn am I man if I show emotion?
Up and down got my life like a rollercoaster
I'm at the edge now I feel like I'm going over (no tear)

[Hook]
Must you cry all the god damn time?
Are you a man or a boy? make up your god damn mind
Don't worry bout me homie I am fine
So must you cry all the god damn time?

[Outro: DJ Skee]
As we continue our mission. I go by the name of the world famous DJ
Skee. Interrupting this transmission from Dilla to C-Hilla. Charles
Hamilton. I told y'all the first time we were just warming up. The
second time y'all found out we weren't playing. The third time we out
of this world. I just had to step in for a second man before the
voices take over. Charles Hamilton, DJ Skee, The Hamiltonization
Process, YouHeardThatNew.com, and now back to our feature
presentation.

[The Voices]
The Donuts are for your consumption. Don't stop until no one has a
growling stomach.

Props to PKtheProducer and The Charles Hamilton Project for the lyrics


Lyrics by...
..
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Kevin Montano!

Friday, July 27, 2012

Carefree

(CHatter)
Uh-ha-uh-unh!
Who I sound like?
Don't me and Uncle be flowin' alike?
Nah.
Yo!

(CH Verse 1)
Hopped off the 4 train, Utica Ave.
No snorting, need a beautiful bag.
Saw a little poor thing, beautiful ass.
But I was snorting so she moving too fast.
And if I.. approach her, I'll be moving too fast.
Tryna get the chocha! A beautiful smash!
And I am a beautiful catch,
but only if..
I ain't been using the bag....
Nose bleeding! My t-shirt I use as a rag!
Tryna find a dealer, who could be that??
Damn...
So beautifully I ask.
And I'm walking so slow but my heart beating fast!
And my dream was to see the world.
So I, hail a cab and treat the shit like Seaworld!
I'ma be Shamoo when I hit my stop.
Hop out, I ain't paying you sh1t! Gotta get them rocks!

(Hook)
I KEEP MY THUMB OUT WHEN I NEED ME A RIIIIIIIIIIIIDE! (SH1T!)
I KEEP MY GUN OUT WHEN I THINK I'M A DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!
'CAUSE I GOT!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!
I GOT!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!
I GOTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!
I GOTTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!!
Don't talk to me!

(Bones Verse 2)
Look!
If I come to the trap, ya better have my money quick!
Can't take no shorts, I'm on my money shit!
No I.O.U.'sss by tomorrow.
I don't give a fuck if youuu gotta borrow!
NO CHANGE, NO CHANGE, STRAIGHT BILLS IN MY HAND!
I'm the guy with them pills and the grams.
(I NEED THAT, I NEED THAT, I NEED THAT!!! C'MON, C'MON!!!)
Don't give a fuck if you gotta steal from ya man.
Or rob ya moms or steal from ya Gram's!
(*Smacks lips* DIDN'T YOU SAY DON'T BE A MENACE?!? FUCK OUTTA HERE!!!)
It's still 40 a gram!!
If you got it, better holla at ya man's.
If I hit the trap, ya better have them dollars in ya hand!
Wanna get high?
GET THAT MONEY BY ANY MEANS!!
Just because you rap don't make you different from any fiend!
One hit from this work....
You will have plenty dreams!
Don't hit me with that line like "DO YOU REMEMBER ME?!?"
I'm not tryna hear you breathing heavily,
just hit me back if you want that Heavy D!
That Heavy D!

(Hook)
I KEEP MY THUMB OUT WHEN I NEED ME A RIIIIIIIIIIIIDE! (SH1T!)
I KEEP MY GUN OUT WHEN I THINK I'M A DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!
'CAUSE I GOT!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!
I GOT!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!
I GOTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!
I GOTTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!!
Don't talk to me!

(CH Verse 3)
My fingernails are black, so I reach for his long white t!
He told me it won't be long before I'm gone, nightly!
Meaning, he pulls that 9 piece out and I get 9 pieces of bullets,
in my head. So much for Pulitz..
-ER, a E.R. gonna be where I'm at!
Know he hard.
I'm such a jackass for asking for crack!
But then again, crack isn't coke and i actually hope,
he gonna pass me some coke,
to have me passing a smoke called a cloud!
And I ain't roll up a blunt, how about now?
Look at the ground, I'ma bounce down.
But when I come down I'm still a couple of pennies short.
SO I DON'T THINK HE'S GONNA SELL IT TO ME ANYMORE! :(
My dream, was to see the world!And when I snort, I can see the world!
But I ain't tryna snort 'cause I ain't tryna force this nigga to be the world
-ender of my world.
Beginners in my world saying...

(Hook)
I KEEP MY THUMB OUT WHEN I NEED ME A RIIIIIIIIIIIIDE! (SH1T!)
I KEEP MY GUN OUT WHEN I THINK I'M A DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!
'CAUSE I GOT!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!
I GOT!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!
I GOTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!
I GOTTT!!!
HUSTLING DREAMS, HUSTLING DREAMS!!!!
Don't talk to me!

Lyrics by, Jose Isla Jr. !!!!!!!!!!!

Random Verse

[Intro]
uh...It's...Well you know who it is. Fuck it
what's good nigga

[Verse 1]
How do you start a verse so hard your heart could burst
If you don't start the verse, press start, you heard
I'm as smart as nerds, but truly from the streets
Musically a beast, call me Beauty and the Geek
I don't run around looking for groupies I can skeet
Groupies look for me, screw me, and they leave
Tell them they won't screw me, they say screw me, then they leave
Text me that morning wishing they blew me like the leaves
Who could be so peaceful?
Not give a fuck about the same types of vices that lock niggas up
Stop giving up, you got to give up...
The props to me cause I got niggas stuck
Popular touch, anonymous
But do I give a fuck, it's obvious
That the sound of my voice brings you peace of mind
Cause, Peace, Here's a piece of mine. Peace

[Hook x2]
This is just a random verse. No meaning
No meaning. No teaching
Don't think it won't possess you

[Verse 2]
Maybe I'm just a little too real
Feelings do feel, killing you still
Niggas do chill, but killers do reveal
Just how they murder when they murder a nigga
Y'all niggas kill me when you say you've never heard of a nigga
You gotta speak proverbial nigga
Charles Hamilton, my name is a verb but bigger
An adverb, I describe your moves
I decide, I'm always right, Hcho on the drivers side
Eternal living, I'm gonna have to fucking try to die
Fuck your bank account, it's just another lot of buy
Why deny my flow science rap iodine
I could dine on you chicken ass rappers
Kriss Kross, lip gloss, living ass rappers
Bitch ass rappers, living ass backwards
Go ahead and get at me, it's a tricky trap bastard
Trip in that trap and you twist your cap back
Dead up, fuck with me, I'll fuck your head up
I toot at little niggas while I toot at little niggas
To my students it's love, but to you I will get ya
You getting me? Are you for real nigga?
Get out of my space and get a real picture

[Hook x2]
This is just a random verse. No meaning
No meaning. No teaching
Don't think it won't possess you

[Outro]
Look man, this is what I'm gonna need you guys to do. Keep your
invites, minimize your insight. Because there's a reason why we are
here. And we got this. Now, we're gonna continue to humor you guys for
as long as we could. But there's gonna come a moment where nothing you
say is gonna matter. Maybe you should start stomaching that for now.

Think so you can thought. I'm outta here


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano...!!!

Free Incoming

[Intro]
I like to see myself as a pretty nice guy. Maybe too nice, you know.
Sometimes I give out my phone number to people that ... ordinarily I
wouldn't give my number out to. Just to prove I'm a nice guy.

[Verse 1]
Yo, I get a million calls a day
I ain't Stevie, don't nobody call to say
"I love you" or say "Charles is great"
It's either "Charles, you're fake" or "Charles, you're away"
Some people call cause they need something
Interrupting me while I'm trying to read something
Instead of leaving an outgoing message
Can y'all make jokes on my outgoing message
Charles, you're too long
I like your new song
It's what me and my girl play when we get our groove on
If I change my number, I will get more shit
Bad enough it's 323, not 646
If I get more rich, Imma escape running under a bridge
Cause my shit is like an 800 number
Is it Hollywood if I don't wanna talk at all?
No, I'm just responding to my caller log

[Hook]
I am not here, I'm making my escape
The me you hear is magnetized on tape

Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...

[Verse 2]
*67 when call Miss Second verse
I think I will call this message hurts
Cause it's the truth, I don't hand write
I type in my phone whenever I'm in the booth
Miss 16, somebody text me
You should sample a commercial from Pepsi
It's blue right? Sonic is blue right?
I feel like responding, "Fool, you blew mine"
But who am I? It's Mr. Computer time
I got a Dell and my Mac is super sized
But back to the phone, when I'm back in the zone
Of rapping, a phone explodes from a rapper or hoe
Who's infatuation is to snatch from the throne
The pink cat who is home when the track is in motion
It's fucked up, because I have these emotions
See why I'm happy alone but unhappy alone

[Hook]
I am not here, I'm making my escape
The me you hear is magnetized on tape

Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...
Don't you dare touch that phone
When you hear the...

[Verse 3]
Might be cause I'm popular
That I get a lot of calls from these gossipers
When in my mind I think to myself, "Watch it Charles
Don't say nothing to end up on a gossip blog"
OK, I chill for a bit
Generic conversation, not sealing my lips
I'm as real as a fist to the face when you get out of line
So I'm sure that you're feeling this shit
Got a deal and I'm rich,
But will people give a feel of this shit if my deal didn't exist?
Nope, so meet my nigga Tone
Or meet my nigga Toon who will greet you with the chrome
If ever you get this ridiculous notion
That's it's best if you diss me
You prank callers will never get mentioned
(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system)

[Outro]
I honestly do feel like I'm a nice guy, I really do. But some of the
phone calls I get y'all. I swear on everything, I will turn to a
really horrible person. I try to keep, I try, but motherfuckers hit me
with some dumb shit.
And if you feel like I'm talking to you...don't call me. Don't touch
that fucking phone.

I am not here, I'm making my escape
The me you hear is magnetized on tape
Protools.

Charles Hamilton

So what I need from all of you..is I'm going to need you to prepare a
letter tonight. Because what happens with the addict is they believe
they're not being loved anymore. But if that was true, you all would
not be sitting here today.


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

The Outward Appearance

[Intro]
Gee, addicted, not addicted. I need help and I need to get off of this.

Haven't figured the game out

[Verse 1]
Listen to the sound of liberation
Bound to give away what bounds a generation
Cause we don't need it, don't even need to sell it
We can yell it, even better, we just need to get it together
Build it from the bottom, seeing children at the bottom
I can feel it when I'm jotting, being chilling, or just blogging
I rap like I'm chilling and I'm chilling when I'm blogging
Feeling calm, killing fake killers with a bomb
Proverbial, cerebral
Curiously slow, but no, furiously dope
Surely you know the world needs a coping method
Somehow through copesthetic, my words are even flow
My fans must be babies to understand what I may mean, you don't even know
Bottle me up and feed me to me, me need to see
What you see when me becomes a...

[Hook]
Crazy kind of superstar
Kind of crazy superstar
Su-Superstar
Super kind of crazy star

Make me feel like a...
Star
Like I'm a...
Superstar
Make me feel like a...
Superstar, superstar

[Verse 2]
Success could be validation of the latter statements
But that's not what matters, face it
After basic demonstrations of my mad face
Cats may act as why I'd have mad plaintiffs
Tell the judge what they planning to tell, and I'm glancing
Knowing they gonna Cannon themselves
I know who's talking, is it smart if I go find him
Need to get out more, broaden my horizons
Thought I might surprise the smartest guys who tried to normalize the natural
And hear some shit that they don't have to
You go in, I was growing up past you
Who mad, you? Do what you have to
Bad news, black and blue on the track
Tell the posture-razzi's they need to move to the back
I got something to do and it's whack
To have a stranger look for a photo op
And they don't know when to stop


[Hook]
Crazy kind of superstar
Kind of crazy superstar
Su-Superstar
Super kind of crazy star

Make me feel like a...
Star
Like I'm a...
Superstar
Make me feel like a...
Superstar, superstar

[Outro]
Mom: Stewart, were you eating fudge
You're not lying to mama are you?
Stewart: No
Mom: Ahh, cause what does mama say about the liars?
Stewart: I don't wanna say
Mom: What does mama say about the liars?
Stewart: I don't wanna say
Mom: Say it
Stewart: The soul of a liar is black like poop
Mom: That's right, like daddy. His father left his son Tuesday. Go
ahead and meet the photographer
Photographer: Hi Stewart, well look at you, aren't you sweet? I'm just
gonna take off a little bit...
Stewart: NOOO!
Photographer: Well you're so messy faced...
Stewart: NOOOOO!
Photographer: I can't take your picture with all the chocolate...
Stewart: Grrr!
Mom: For gosh sakes

[Hook]
Crazy kind of superstar
Kind of crazy superstar
Su-Superstar
Super kind of crazy star

Make me feel like a...
Star
Like I'm a...
Superstar
Make me feel like a...
Superstar, superstar

Children who've been trained to be actors are difficult to work with.
Cause they've been taught all the wrong things from movies. They've
been trained usually in a theater school and they usually have a
frustrated mother who wanted to be a star and is living her life
through them, which we call stage mothers.


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano

Saturday, July 21, 2012

Don't Touch Me

[Verse 1]
Why I gotta wait till the beat drop
9th Wonder, heat rock, come on the track like MMMM, Nigga
Fuck outta here
This is my game, fuck outta here
NES flows, you the duck out the air

(Track Restarts)

come on the track like MMMM, Nigga
Fuck outta here
This is my game, fuck outta here
NES flows, you the duck out the air
Fuck out, fuck out, suck down my biz
Charles Hamilton, my name make the track sound
How it's just supposed to sound, stay in the background
Got Billy in my Jeans, put my Mac down
Like I gotta girls top on my lap now
Y'all been fucking up the game with your whack sound
So take a nap in the casket and back down
Or face down, let the base pound
I walk the streets in the prettiest slippers
I'm the golden child, the little indian nigga
So drink water, let the flame go down
If the fire in my eyes still ain't go down
Only, only takes one to tango now
I've been waiting for a minute to find a beat to masturbate on
Feeling myself, watch me ejaculate
Ironically, I ended up in Michael Jackson's place
As an 8 year old, that be rapping great
I walk, you see the disco flash
Step in my way, I will kick your ass
Hee-Hee, Mr. ET
Outer space with the bars, if you see me...

[Hook]
Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
It's ugly but these hoes love me, mad I ain't their boyfriend but...
I am the one!

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
Hamilton is 8 letters, Charles is 7
Take one from the other...
I am the one!

[Verse 2]
There is no other, so butter
I am on some shit that's so other
You can't even think my name without repeating it
So how you gonna bite my bars thinking you won't stutter
So fucker, that's what your girl call you
She say "So?", when I fuck her
When you say "so?", I so fuck her
I get a boost with no uppers
You a stupid scuba Steve with no rubber
I'm a rash you can't remove in cocoa butter
Charles is trash, the phrase that you won't utter
So where you at before to buck it
I'm the new LL, the old lover
With a new swag, I even got smoke smothered
Yo Mike, I know you hear this shit
Be a real nigga, clear this shit
To make every MC fear this shit
Two thousand H, this year is it
Tag, nobody is near this shit
Try to hate is a dire mistake, I am great
And you my manager, just another nigga trying to violate, my mistake

[Hook]
Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
It's ugly but these hoes love me, mad I ain't their boyfriend but...
I am the one!

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
Hamilton is 8 letters, Charles is 7
Take one from the other...
I am the one!

How you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, how you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back
How you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, how you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, how you want it, I'm back
How you want it, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
It's ugly but these hoes love me, mad I ain't their boyfriend but...
I am the one!

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
Hamilton is 8 letters, Charles is 7
Take one from the other...
I am the one!

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
It's ugly but these hoes love me, mad I ain't their boyfriend but...
I am the one!

Don't touch me nigga, don't touch me
It's just me nigga, don't rush me
Hamilton is 8 letters, Charles is 7
Take one from the other...
I am the one!


Lyrics by, Kevin Montanooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Convincedindecision

[Intro]
Love can be a hindrance, just do not hinder love. It is what makes you strong

[Verse 1]
You got the passwords to everything
Why -ly like the end of an adverb
That's word to me, I could be a prick
I would be beating chicks if you didn't say you need me quick
Immediately, I switch from my promiscuous ways
Because I could've been tricking for days
Got money, now I don't have to look like I was bench pressing
To get sex from Karen Steffens, interesting
How attractive cash makes you
I used to rap on tracks even badder than today
You know it
Always kept about two poets
Who blow it on demand, exploded in their hand
Damn, I know you hate my past
But I gotta understand why you date my ass
I'm not special, babe, I'm just me, just C-H
So just see what I'm saying, trust me

[Hook]
Let's not pretend like I don't love you
No one replaces you
I let you in because I love you
No one replaces you
I smile again because I love you

We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby
We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby

[Verse 2]
I'm not the cutest, I just do music
Those that didn't blow it know they blew it
Those they blew it wish today they could blow it, but they blew it
Now they're sitting at home pissed on the phone looking stupid
By all means, I have a right to act foolish
But if I lose you, I could lose it
Then again, I got a good sense of self
But you treat me good, no sense to end the self felt
I don't want to be the new Leon Phelps
Well, I don't have a lisp
If smashing chicks by accident is my forte
Master of foreplay, more ways than one
Whore games were fun, but no games in this world are relationships
I cut my wrist for virgin blood, here, take a sip

[Hook]
Let's not pretend like I don't love you
No one replaces you
I let you in because I love you
No one replaces you
I smile again because I love you

We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby
We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby

[Verse 3]
Back when I wasn't getting no ass, I was suicidal
Now look, I'm a music idol
Because music's idle
So every wrist slash was either from depression or my inability to get ass
And make quick cash
I lick the blood off my blade, virgin blood
What the fuck imma say?
So when I say I'm a virgin, you know what is meant to me
With that said, you took my virginity
Yeah I chill with other chicks, but I'm not hittin
Cause I don't want to, so mama stop trippin
You think Vanessa and Angie can mess up this family?
They don't know who I am to be holding my hand
I'm still a loser with this music shit
A Sonic the Hedgehog enthusiast, but I'm so true to it
They're nothing higher than us, except me
When when I'm buying the dutch to get weed
But I stopped smoking

[Hook]
Let's not pretend like I don't love you
No one replaces you
I let you in because I love you
No one replaces you
I smile again because I love you

We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby
We got each other, we got each other
Baby, Baby

[Outro]
(Hitch)

Sara: I heard every word. You're a scam artist. You trick women into getting...

Hitch: Getting out of their own way, so great guys like, Charles
Hamilton, have a fighting chance. OK. No, no ,no. I want everybody to
take a good look at this right now. Because this, this right here,
this is why falling in love is so goddamn hard.
(Bruce Almighty)

Bruce: How do you make somebody love you without affecting free will?

God: Welcome to my world son. You come up with an answer to that one,
you let me know.

But I love you, I love you. What did... just..what did I do wrong?
Just tell me. What did...

Dude! You're doing it right now.

It works lightworks to find the one


Lyrics by Kevin Montano.

Friday, July 20, 2012

It's

[Intro]
Eric: Hello world, my name is Eric Rosenthal
Jeff: And I'm Jeff Rosenthal. And together we run itsthereal.com
Eric: We run our website a little better than Yung Berg runs Detroit,
which is to say we actually run our website.
Jeff: Speaking on that, for all you snitches out there wondering what
the hell these two idiots are doing hosting a mixtape
Eric: Shouts to mom and dad
Jeff: Then snitch away. Run and tell everyone you know. Police, CO's,
Fed's, Cam'Ron, Rudy Gulliani, that It's Charles Hamilton is about to
go down.
Eric: Way down, downhill.
Jeff: Well just the parts where Charles raps really

Charles: May sure my mic is loud and my production is right. Production is tight

[Verse 1]
I won't lose, that is not an option
Rap is not a job, I gotta rap to stop the nonsense
In in my conscience, that is not me jotting
I swear I got a rock in my pocket, the shit that I be dropping
Straight crack, got rockers boppin'
Great rap, got hip-hop as motion, knowledge dropping
Like your brains get it splashed on the curb
I rap for the 'burbs and them cats flipping birds
This is my mission statement, I've been the greatest
Since the greatest 6, when I was pencil breaking, wishing for greatness
The latest statements from the greats is,
"Nowadays, I'm diesel like sour haze"
Dope fitters dropping the illest shit
If it is something you don't get, then you are ignorant
Like Mike Jackson in that episode of South Park
Ain't shit funny, you don't know shit about Charles

[Hook]
It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

[Verse 2]
My theories go serial, killer through your strereo
Here we go, nobody is near me yo, fear the flow
Here we go, clearly thro-u-g-h
Ya motherfucking balance, and don't need PH
T-H-E-O, game I take to 3H
Since then PH-arell, and Jimmy makes
Three great people who say CH is the latest
Something, something, something spaceship
Since outer space candor is considered great candor
I'm the Planet of the Apes, but with great manners
Fuck outta my face cocksucker, please
A lot of these niggas got cocksucker disease
They popped up on TV because they propped up on their kness
And cocked up their knees for lots of the cheese
I'm a monster, believe
Blanca, the opposite of blanco
I decided to out fox you like Solange's nose, whoa

[Hook]
It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

[Verse 3]
The pop culture rebel, say what you need to say
Most of you niggas is washed up like the VMA's
The nominees for best rapper of the year
Doesn't even matter because I'm here, it's clear, yeah
The blogger from Harlem is a problem
Put your L's in the air, I see the big picture starring
Charles, the most well fed starving artist
Marvin knows what going on cause I brought him along to
Hum in your mind while you listen
You don't hear him, but he's all in my rhymes when I'm spitting
Bring peace in this time of unrest
Seduction to a beat, see it's time to undress
I am one mess of a kid, no bounty
On my head, when I was dead, God found me
And she crowned me King of the Underground
So it's a celebration thing when I come around

[Hook]
It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

(The one and only)

It's Charles Hamilton
C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR
It's Charles Hamilton

(And I'm only 20)

[Outro]
Rest in peace Big L. Shoutout to Primo, but you know who did this beat

Eric: You know our living situation has been kind of a mess ever since
Charles moved into the It'sTheReal.com bunker
Jeff; Yea, the kid thinks he runs the place. Sega games on the TV,
hard rock on the stereo
Eric: Yea, we used to have culture
Jeff: We used to discuss politics
Eric: You know what the worst thing of living with Charles is?
Probably how he painted..
Eric and Jeff: THE WALLS PINK!
Jeff: Right, yea, it looks like we're living inside a vagina
Eric: Y'know maybe we should call our apartment the Sarah Pal-inn. Anyone? Sure


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

But It's Really My Fault

[Intro]
Yeah, you're right, I sure did. I said I'd never take him back again.
Well, it's a woman's prerogative to change her mind isn't it. Oh, we
do it all the time. Don't laugh, you've probably done the same thing
too, it's just that you know me and I don't know you. You know one
that time has taught me that, having a piece of a man is better than
having no man at all.

You niggas tripped my girl, my wife, my woman, my bitch and tried to
hurt my nigga

[Verse 1]
Lost Amy Rose, known as Amy Simone
Game won't leave me alone
She's my nina and my pain
When I aim my nina at my brain to explain
How ESP goes N, but I play X Games
Going through my friends list seeing some exclaims
Like the end of the Olympics, get it
Her kisses, I straight up miss it
Sonic from a distance, running without her, you tripping
Begging all galaxies to take a listen
Possessed to be a villain, undress the feelings
I miss my misses like my aim got better
Eyes tearing up looking at her screen name
Sweating, I need to get my game together
But we was supposed to take over the game together
Living in shame, glisten her frame
Picture the pain and flick it, and then give me the blame

[Hook]
C-H-A-R and I never LIE
If I gotta testify, then I better lie
All bullshit set aside
You could look for me, but you was never I
Back to normal with a better set of eyes
Rapping normal with a better set of lies
Better yet truth, beat saying "You better let loose,
Or stand there dead in your shoes"

[Verse 2]
My nigga Chi, Dilla to a lot of you
I was wishing I was you
Same time God was using all his possible powers
Tower over you and protect you from whose cowards refuse to devour you
And I'm a coward too because I'm not as loud as you
But my nigga, I'm proud of you
My chops sound like a broken harp, it is what it is
My theory, as long as my flow is sharp, y'all can hold a part
I don't hold since Simone departed
Alone I say I'm garbage
Get high and think he hatin me
Both thoughts are retarded
Sometimes lethargic, sunshine gets parted
Unwind my targets, and come dine with markets
Until Hamilton shines and unbrightens the darkness
Parts of the parts department having marketing departments
Childhood art being discarded

[Hook]
C-H-A-R and I never LIE
If I gotta testify, then I better lie
All bullshit set aside
You could look for me, but you was never I
Back to normal with a better set of eyes
Rapping normal with a better set of lies
Better yet truth, beat saying "You better let loose,
Or stand there dead in your shoes"

[Verse 3]
I don't fuck with 99 percent of anyone
Being alone isn't really fun
Had over a million and had coworkers who were really dumb
Fronting like they was really feeling son
Son is I in the context I'm using
Now I respect the cons and execs would further abuse it
Without me saying too much, I always say I grew up
But the day I lost my boo, I threw up
And when I thought I lost you, I just went nuts
You owe me a big talk dude, just us
Momentary remorse, ring a bell
Nigga I'm back on smack, string a bell
See me in hell or ring my bell
Two black eyes, still reading well
A rude black guy, but fuck it, I'm bleeding well

[Hook]
C-H-A-R and I never LIE
If I gotta testify, then I better lie
All bullshit set aside
You could look for me, but you was never I
Back to normal with a better set of eyes
Rapping normal with a better set of lies
Better yet truth, beat saying "You better let loose,
Or stand there dead in your shoes"


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

Mushrooms and War

[Intro]

i just..I just ate a cap, mostly all the rows and J's and doing you
know lines and chasing the white rabbit. I'm capping off!

Aww yeah, *Dj Scratch*, Aww yeah

I love you you Sonic.

Sonic I love you

[Verse 1]
Produced and licenced by, now let me run
Baby let me get inside, let me cum
Number one with your sexy ass dress
I'm deadly when I run...
Off at the mouth, off goes your blouse
Off goes everything I'm talking about
Cause I go off with everything I'm talking about
And there's no thought with everything I'm talking about
Simply giving y'all my thoughts in this talk
Fine, I'm the boss, and the guy who's often running around
Now, take off everything you got on
And let me go off in your mouth
Lust, with a little bit of trust
Smoking on a little dust
I heard high has a crush on me

[Hook]
I need to top my kicks
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

I don't know what this is
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!

[Verse 2]
I love pussy, no doubt
I call it the voiceless mouse
I mean mouth, you don't like it, get O-W-T, out
Remember the cartoon, yea, Cupid motherfucker aiming for your heart
With a harpoon, like "Harbo, don't you touch me motherfucker"
Y'all soon understand, The Color Purple, what I roll up
Now all I'm seeing is fucking purple
Oh my god, my high is simply reminding me why
I don't need to be walking the street unless I walk to a beat
Jamaican flow, how often can I be
So off from the trees

[Hook]
I need to top my kicks
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

I don't know what this is
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!

[Outro]
What's wrong with me?
I don't know, but as long as this beat is reminding me I had a long skeet
I'm gonna kick its ass, light a bong, and go to sleep
I actually forgot what I was gonna say on this part of the song, so OD
By the way, my girlfriend is bad like those them girls in exploited black teens
We do nasty things nightly, at least psychically, over the phone
Please don't break up with me, cause I would do absolutely nothing
Just be heartbroken, and dusty
Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!
1, 2, 3, 4, and I'm kicking the bucket

[Hook]
I need to top my kicks
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

I don't know what this is
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip
I'm on a bonafide mushroom trip

MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!
MUSHROOMS AND WAR!

Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

Thursday, July 19, 2012

Shock Me

[Verse 1]
Blunt full of sour, I'm out of orbit and lovin.
Stunt, since you're louder. I doubt if its more than nothing.
Chump or a coward, we bout it you like my cousin.
But once you get devoured, the sour's not what you puffin.
I do my thing better, you get wetter and jealous.
I pass out. You hit several fellas.
Now a nigga set up. Spirits saying "get up".
Extra extra. Waiting for the big guess what.
A long night. A strong fight. Head blugend with a long pipe.
Legend with the wrong guy. Which guy? Tell my witch "try".
The curse makes me slip, so I tell my bitch die.
This is blacken. Halo with the bottom line.
Shit gets cracking. Laying as I bottle 9.
Bitch it happened. Crazy but I gotta die.
Waiting for my homicide.
Play it if you down to ride.


[Verse 2]
Flashback back to back to back that crap.
Mad whack. Snack on Apple Jacks snack wraps.
Past that, I pass Jack the Chaz cat.
Mad whack. But have rap as a snack rap.
The ass cat relaxes, using AFLAC.
I got your back. Where Lenox Ave at?
We go to Lex and ain't nobody flexion.
Ain't nobody question. Ain't a body blessed with exiting.
My best friend is reason why I would snipe the fucking president.
Did time because I hit a cop.
Did my time, then I did a line, hit a dime, in her mind, in her twat.
This is my time, nigga dine on a bigger shot.
Missle flies by, hit your eye, then hits your block.
Grin and grind when it's dinner time. My rock.
Jigga, fine. Get your shine. In my prime, I rock.
C'mon...

Owww

[Verse 1]
No swag, I'm so whack
But you know where I'm at, I'm the rap low jack
I don't rap, I just chat on the whole track
How you a baller, and your car got no stats?
I won't crack, so fly, that I float back
To the first bar when I said i got no swag
And start off like, I'm a nerd getting brain
And I'm flying then when you put your girl on plane
Whoah, like Czar
Cause that's what I bring to niggas every time they say they don't like Charles
Heh, I'm a Dilla-head, but I sit ahead
Of the competition, yeah, nigga you ain't get it yet
I said flyer than your girl on a plane
But you don't fly anywhere, so your girl wanna change
Meanwhile, my girl don't even have to fake it
Put her on Delta after she graduated

[Hook]
And I don't mind, I don't care, Cause I'm in here
Everybody looking at me
And I don't mind, I don't care
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts

[Verse 2]
Hit up Bo, just to ask what the buisness is
Hopped in the cab, know we chillin'
MH party, haters mad, so they grillin'
Copped Rosay, just to pour glasses for women
Nah, not to get ass from them, dig it
Just so we can get them to laugh at you niggas
With us, so baby girl sip up, sit up
Till you see me coming, then get up
Baby fill my glass up
It's okay Charles, fill my ass up
I won't front, I was shocked for real
I didn't know she felt me when I copped her Phil
See, a lot of shit changed since I got the deal
But I could still go on anybody's block and chill
So while you niggas paying lots of bills
I got a wallet with lots of bills

[Hook]
And I don't mind, I don't care, Cause I'm in here
Everybody looking at me
And I don't mind, I don't care
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts

We all trying to have fun
Right, right, right, right ,right, right
We all wanna chill till the sunlight
Right, right, right, right ,right
We wanna get dumb high
Right, right
So go ahead and do it then, so go ahead and do it then

I said go ahead and follow the music
Follow the music
I said go ahead and follow the music
Follow the music
I said go ahead and follow the music
Follow the music
I said go ahead and follow the music
Follow the music

And I don't mind, I don't care, Cause I'm in here
Everybody looking at me
And I don't mind, I don't care
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts, they saying
OWWWWWWWWWWWW!
I got so much swag, it hurts


Lyrics by Kevin Montano!
[Intro]
Your mission, if you choose to accept it, is to take music to places
it has never been, do not conform, remain who you are, revolve in
front of people, revolve around your own solo. Fear not what the
status quo is, make your own staus quo. And change that. Stand for
what you believe in

You are in what I like to call a trance, from this point on, you have
been Hamiltonized

[Verse 1]
I ask myself what does it mean if you are gifted
But I can't find the answers, I'm just lost
I ask myself what does it mean if you are different
But I am the answer, I'm just Charles in my mind

Pink's at warp speed, of course we
Fall short to the lord, then of course we
Then more fiends, but we stay high
We say hi, she gets wet, we stay dry
Life is a game of NBA, live
You could choose how long you play
But there's still 4 quarters at the end of the day
So keep on

[Hook]
Watch me change the world, it's come around again
Watch me make you learn, it's come around again
As this beat goes on, it's come around again
I make that sound again, it's come around again

[Verse 2]
Ask yourself if you can handle revolution
If you can't find the answer, you are lost
But if you see yourself controlling the solution
Then your are the answer, you are Charles, my mind...

Is like Thriller, chased by monsters, ghostly figures
But when i play this beat, I get familiar
Feeling on your phobia, word to Dilla
Rest In Peace J Dilla, we lost a profit
Made hot shit forgettting about cost and profit
But live through me, I'm your legacy
I'll take from here to the destiny
Live on

[Hook]
Watch me change the world, it's come around again
Watch me make you learn, it's come around again
As this beat goes on, it's come around again
I make that sound again, it's come around again

[Outro]
Charles you are doing fine, animosity be your success. It is hard, but
so is the music you're making

Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

Before I Go To The Store For My Girl

[Intro]
Charles Hamilton, DJ H2
A lot of critism!

[Verse 1]
Everybody looking scared cause a nigga taking charge
Sitting straight as a boss, pen and paper to talk
Giving attention to a nigga looking for a little kiss
Put into a book and I could push it with a hook, it's...
Some form of illegal, chemical addiction
Believe I'm the synonym of Christmas
As you could see I'm gifted, spit healthy
And I spit sick, get this
I don't even wanna go back in time to find out
How fly my mind started, how am I garbage
Mama calm down, people do you feel me?
Need to keep it real, no sleeping with the guilty
Needles couldn't fill me up with enough of
What could really be fucking me up
But just because I'm only focused on my life
Why should I get caught up in all the highlights?
Especially remembering the notion
Of absolute joy when swimming in an ocean
Women didn't know him, if they didn't get to know him
It was sure that it's difficult to fit in
Listen, pink and red reflect my pupils
My pupils were girls and bloods
Students who knew that the truth is the world is bugged
Cause my mudafucking girl is bugged
A spoiled little girl with the industry brat
Nigga, relax, I'm spitting these facts
Shit, I need a nicotine patch, that's...
The soul solution to my soulful music, feel it
Suicide is my exit and cue
Death couldn't do what I'm expected to do
And that would be better with words
I got Scars to make you Simbas run away and never return

[Hook]
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup

The sun has gone down and the moon has come up
And long ago somebody left with the cup
But he's driving and striving and hugging the turns
And thinking of someone for who...

Niggas getting mad cause it something that they not so
Imma have to rock like its something that they cannot though

Here we go,
This is my life, my life, my life
This is my life, my life, my life


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano! Thank the man he's putting in work.

Esoteric

[Verse 1]
Pack my bag and my favorite 3 notebooks
Made a beat straight to the iPod, no look
Hopped on the Greyhound to a strange town
Just to see if I could maintain sound
I stay way down as the bus pulls up
No cameras, hope the press don't try to pull stuff
Hand them my ticket, then I'm passenger C
In seat 23, my suite in the seat in front of me
Cause ahead is too big and I want to see...
Everything on the bus, nah what I mean
Beat on repeat, I dream, I seem, at peace, at least
I know that I'm a...

[Hook]
Universal, esoteric type of dude
They say they don't love me, but they do
In this rap game, what I learn
They say they don't love me, but they do

[Verse 2]
Woke up, yes I really woke up
Spoke up to the arguing couple that just broke up
Keep it down please, I'm trying to chill
Besides, the beat that Halo made is kind of ill
Kinda feels like the beat I'm writing to, right now
That your decipering (?), so I would like if you at least try to chill
My rhyming skills are like Obama trying to climb a hill, tough
Like the answer to "Do you like me?", you don't like me?
Then the response to a nigga trying to spite me
Hater, highly unlikely, bite me

[Hook]
Universal, esoteric type of dude
They say they don't love me, but they do
In this rap game, what I learn
They say they don't love me, but they do


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Overall, I'm a nerd.

[Verse 1]
Let's embark on a question mark
Not sure if you could, then I suggest you start right here

You can't deny it if it's real
You trying to conceal what you hide on the other side of the veil
Her pretty face I see in 3D squares, her are transparent, she can see me clear
I wired myself to her like, "Can we leave here?"
She said, "No problem, just as long as you don't leave me here"
I said be easy dear, we can dead rearrange the vibe and just dive into
time with our dangerous minds
Maybe I can convince you to change your mind
I wrote my name in the skies with my aim in my eyes
So why would you think I'm spitting game or a lie
You'll never find someone that's insaner than I

[Hook]
She's a geeky kind of freaky and I like that
I won't get lost in her eyes, I will be right back, huh
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

I wanna know what's going on in her body the whole time
Is that such a crime, is that why...
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

[Verse 2]
She be zoning in our convos
Not no cos-mo-politan, she's in the cosmos
She might know a few things that I do not know
Or be a key to something major they cannot show
Either way I wanna understand, what does she want coming from a man?
She said, "Come again?"
I don't think she was familiar with the male species
I said, Well meet me, let me be...
Your tour guide through reality, glide through the apathy, ride with me happily
The vibe in your eyes got me feeling like a Klingon, this moment I
want to cling on
It is what you need to bring on
So we can spring on and be gone from all the frions who only see our
name in neon
We on another level, so let your force field down
Liquid vibrations, so of course we'll drown, but we love it

[Hook]
She's a geeky kind of freaky and I like that
I won't get lost in her eyes, I will be right back, huh
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

I wanna know what's going on in her body the whole time
Is that such a crime, is that why...
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

[Verse 3]
She reminds me how deep I am
I see behind me I need a glance, to beneath the chance
That I take, can make my mind faint
Escape from mind rape, OK, I'm fine, great
I know I'm not a loser cause I want to do better
I dress a little better because I want to seem better, but not different
You dress how you feel, and she just undress when I appear
On the caller ID, so I can only guess how she feels, damn
She's a Trekkie for real
Do I wanna be in this pit, what weed did you hit?
This is what happens when we greet with a kiss

Miss...whoever you are, I know who you are, but you know

[Hook]
She's a geeky kind of freaky and I like that
I won't get lost in her eyes, I will be right back, huh
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

I wanna know what's going on in her body the whole time
Is that such a crime, is that why...
She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie
She's a- She's a- She's a Trekkie, I'm addicted to her Trekkie

Lyrics by, Kevin Montano.

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Pretty in Pink

[Intro]
A lot of niggas gotta say something about the way I dress and my favorite color
I got a little message for these little bum ass niggas

[Verse 1]
But listen homie, I dress fly, yes I'm sharp as a tack
And unless I'm dead tired, I'll always a match
Charles is that cat, and y'all can in fact
Can never say my closet is whack, and I don't need Jordan's for that
I got my white classics, pink laces, socks to match
And my watch and my boxers match, are you watching that?
I'm too clean, so these haters wanna flex
Cause the polo's pink and white, alligator on my left
Listen, usually I talk with modesty
But, ain't another nigga hot as me
I'm, on a roll and ain't no stopping me
I take my wifey on a shopping spree
So she can get fly and cop them things
I'm copping lots of rocks, she got to bling
I'm stacking paper man, it's not a game
So all you bitches, stop gossiping

[Hook x2]
I'm fresh to death
Young, fly, and flashy baby
I'm moving quick, so come try and catch me baby
I get cash baby, and make tracks baby
And my favorite color's P-I-N-K

[Verse 2]
Love it when you fuckers are fronting in public
Because of the color the assumption is dumbshit
It's nothing my brother if you come with that tough shit
I call the team over, then the beat's over
I guess cause I rock clothes the color pink
You give haters the thought that they're supposed to fuck with me
Mad cause their hoes is loving me
And I got the best flow, now I got to expose them publicly
Yeah I know that you be popping shit
But when you see me, it's the opposite
And, you be lying like you be popping clips
When we know you wouldn't pop a zit
Don't be mad because I got your chick
She hit me off, and then she topped the flick
Therefore, I advise you not to kiss
Cause her mouth is holding lots of kids

[Hook x2]
I'm fresh to death
Young, fly, and flashy baby
I'm moving quick, so come try and catch me baby
I get cash baby, and make tracks baby
And my favorite color's P-I-N-K

[Verse 3]
I'm conceited, believe it, don't need a reason to be it
I'm a genius, no need to be greeted to see it
My ideas are yours, but I say it, you think it
Then I love being different, so every day I'm going to pink it
And no y'all, I am not trying to be killa Cam
I'm different man, I don't so it for attention, damn
If you don't get it, just listen to what I'm spitting, man
Eminem, Common, N.E.R.D., Incubus, and Jigga ,man
I refuse to ever be told no
Not concerned wherever deetos(?) knows
I just want to let the people know
That the kids talented and he gon' blow
And music got me thinking selfishly
Because being humble wasn't helping me
Instead of crying out helplessly
I went to boosting my self-esteem

[Hook x2]
I'm fresh to death
Young, fly, and flashy baby
I'm moving quick, so come try and catch me baby
I get cash baby, and make tracks baby
And my favorite color's P-I-N-K

[Outro]
What's that tiff, stop stunting on these niggas
Where's the fun in that. I'm out, one


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!!

Tetris On An iPod

[Glenn Beck Interview]
Reporter: The courts have basically found that these people are so
addicted to playing video games, specifically in this case Dungeons
and Dragons, that they just said: We'll choose the video game over our
two babies and we won't feed them. What's wrong with people?

Beck: Oh where do I begin. First of all, what's wrong with America. I
mean...I think we should we should make a...I think this is a general
blanket ruling that we should make and that is if you play Dungeons
and Dragons...

[Verse 1]
I walked down my old block a couple weeks ago
And the beat that you know I'm reppin' to right now
Was the lifestyle change in moment for me
Cause when I press pause, I had to put the iPod on hold for just a
moment, hold it, let's go back
But in my old neighborhood, saw my reflections was flashbacks
Now as for that little boy that one was me, I see him as another little me
A son perhaps, maybe not a victim of a gun, but dad was
So he's all alone walking around with a sad mug, and I ask him what's up
He said "You tell me", I said "You spell this"

[Glenn Beck Interview]
Reporter: But when you talk about this seriously, when it comes to
playing video games all the time, I mean we don't often hear about it
leading to neglecting your child. But you have heard more recently
about people having issues with you know being online too much,
playing video games too much, the AMA...

Beck: Don't say it

Reporter: No, no, no. I was going to say the AMA recently backed off
labeling it, a video game addiction, as a mental disorder

[Verse 2]
The same way you look at yourself is the same way you look back with dwell
Maybe if you got intact with yourself and practice yourself in your well being
Is it your laughter at yourself?
Am I selfish, or am I helping you deal with your self shit

It should be as free as you're swimming, grinning, watching the Gremlins
As a child, everybody catching feelings, so when they watch in movies
They gotta stop, not get an Uzi
And just chill and laugh
And maybe that's the feeling from the past that I get
And that's my shit, maybe we all should live how I live, maybe not, shit

[Glenn Beck Interview]
Reporter: But when you talk about this seriously, when it comes to
playing video games all the time, I mean we don't often hear about it
leading to neglecting your child. But you have heard more recently
about people having issues with you know being online too much,
playing video games too much, the AMA...

Beck: Don't say it

Reporter: No, no, no. I was going to say the AMA recently backed off
labeling it, a video game addiction, as a mental disorder

[Verse 3]
Not just a Nikon
Not just me trying to drop bombs on my own blogspot dot com kind shit
Just me coming with a concept that, to be honest with you, is my kind of shit
I like to be kinda happy at times, laughter, nappy when I rhyme
No need to comb through with the snow music that you can get lost in,
well not often
You gotta win in it, then again it could be infinitely a witness to you being
A witness to me seeing
And you believing in what you see
I guess it's faith is what you would usually call it, I don't know
Maybe I'm losing it, I'm off it, but I'm talking right?

Charles Hamilton

[Glenn Beck Interview]
Reporter: But when you talk about this seriously, when it comes to
playing video games all the time, I mean we don't often hear about it
leading to neglecting your child. But you have heard more recently
about people having issues with you know being
Online too much, playing video games too much, the AMA...

Beck: Don't say it

Reporter: No,no, no. I was going to say the AMA recently backed off
labeling it, a video game addiction, as a mental disorder
But have you've battled addiction

Beck: Good

Reporter: No, Glenn you know what it's like to be addicted to drugs,
to alcohol. Could someone, do you think, get addicted to a video game
in the same manner that it completely controls their life? Is it
possible in your mind?

Beck: For losers yes. I mean, do you want more? You want more?

Reporter: No..

Beck: For losers yes, you can get addict..Look you can get addicted to
anything. I'm an alcoholic, addicted to alcohol. You know there's so
many people that want to fight me on this one. "Aw, jeez you know
that's a disease. That runs in your family." Who cares if it runs in
my family. Who cares if I'm genetically predisposed to it. I still had
a choice to do it, and I have a choice to stop. You're addicted to
video games? Well you know what? When your kids hair is matted down
with cat urine, maybe it's time you take a hard look at yourself and
say...


Lyrics by, Kevin Montano!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

Here we go

(Verse 1)
It's not that I don't like anybody,
I'm just not like anybody!
And I'm kinda like somebody that doesn't like anybody
And would like anybody to be on top of a spike...
After a bottle of Henny
.....
After looking at one's body
.............
Three sixes,
meet the Genius of the Geniuses.
You don't like me? Suck on decayed and dying penises..
While I clean this shit!
Greenday,
get high, steam away.
Let me show you how a Genius plays.
While I lay six feet,
beneath,
those who need to decay.

(Hook)
This fucking Sega sh1t is MINE!
You fucking aliens are MINE!!
You fucking ladies.. MINE!!!
The kind of fucked up thoughts in my mind.
I'm on my own, here we go!

(Verse 2)
I only like sex when my partner is dead.
That comes from the heart and the head.
If I had sex with you then pardon your death.
But I would like to be a part of your breath...
When you take it away, now blow me!
I'm able to say "Come hold me!"
Because like a casket match,
I finish you or carry your ass back to the back!
No Paul Bearer,
not even Kane.
Just Undertaker in my brain.
Rest in it, like Au Revoir!
For the rest of the minute I'll start to....
Wait..
Wait...
MUAH!
Kissing everybody who's dissing me.
And you listen to me and you love me!
Just saw the power switch, sh1t gets ugly.

(Hook)
This fucking Sega sh1t is MINE!
You fucking aliens are MINE!!
You fucking ladies.. MINE!!!
The kind of fucked up thoughts in my mind.
I'm on my own, here we go!

(Verse 3)
I don't like sodomy.
I simply like raping people with knives and not offering an apology!
And to be honest, this is the innocent side of me
.....
Ever since I am my older cuddin...
*Cousin, fuck it!
I might as well call my older cousin Cudi,
since he was in Cleveland, was inside of me.
She say Hi to me.
Day and Nite,
I play with knives.
Then play with myself, later guys!
Sega time!
Break Sega in half so I can see why y'all are gay, then make up my mind.
And then rape myself blind.
No melon, but hey, it's from behind.
This rape of my mind......

(Hook)
This fucking Sega sh1t is MINE!
You fucking aliens are MINE!!
You fucking ladies.. MINE!!!
The kind of fucked up thoughts in my mind.
I'm on my own, here we go!


Lyrics by Jose Isla Jr!

Thursday, July 5, 2012

I don't care

(CHatter)

Uhn!
It's Charles Hamilton.
Feel free to make your comparisons now.
I'm in the D..
with E...
D.E.M.E....
That's how you spell the first 4 letters of Demevolist,
think about it...

(Verse 1)
For those that thought they knew me..
say hello to the one who you thought was the new me.
Success would be thought of awesome usually
but when I talk to dudes they all confuse me.
Thinking to themselves,
....
"This nigga changed,
copped his chick a chain,
popped up in the game,
now this nigga's strange!"
To be honest I'm the same.
Modest in my brain,
cocky to ya lames.
it's just my aura, got me playing origami,
more punany.
Dr. Evil when I drop the lethal.
Spit lots of ether, kid.
Not repeating sh1t!
And if I do it's 'cause you didn't get the point.
So Em' twist a joint,
watch how these niggas point.
The ghost of Pac, watch the Bishop anoint..
the state pen.
Behind bars... Amen!

(Hook)
They keep telling me the hood don't miss me and every lil nigga in the hood wanna diss me.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...
These hoes used to act all prissy, diss me, now they all kissy kissy.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care....
I got class so you can't dismiss me and all you can do is just sit and be pissy!
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't caarrre, I don't careeee!!!

(Verse 2)
It's wack how muhfuckas know my background,
try and rule me then I sit they ass back down!
YouTube me. I'm spitting crack, that's how
you know who flew me to rip this track. Mad now?
I'm Mad Cow, beef with me and you're sick!
Act foul, you get ignored, I ain't seeing you pricks!
Go'head, get mad. That's a reason to be pissed!
I been dreaming of this shit,
steaming on a piff,
sleeping on a bitch.
Finding any excuse to be in nigga's cribs.
Settle for stomach aches when I need to take a shit.
Pleading with my bitch,
bleeding from my lips,
believe with every kiss..
that she would make a difference like she was different.
But she was just one of them bitches.
Which is reason for me leaving this instant...
Who would of thought that a tree could end us?
...
And that very same tree makes me try.
The reason I'm alive is the reason I died.
'cause this is heaven, I'm happy as hell!
So do like me in high school and start stabbing yaself
'CAUSE I'M ON!

(Hook)
They keep telling me the hood don't miss me and every lil nigga in the hood wanna diss me.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...
These hoes used to act all prissy, diss me, now they all kissy kissy.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care....
I got class so you can't dismiss me and all you can do is just sit and be pissy!
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't caarrre, I don't careeee!!!

*Piano Interlude*

(Hook)
They keep telling me the hood don't miss me and every lil nigga in the hood wanna diss me.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...
These hoes used to act all prissy, diss me, now they all kissy kissy.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care....
I got class so you can't dismiss me and all you can do is just sit and be pissy!
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't caarrre, I don't careeee!!!

*Beat makes a strange turn, almost FRIGHTENING!*

(Hook)
They keep telling me the hood don't miss me and every lil nigga in the hood wanna diss me.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care...
These hoes used to act all prissy, diss me, now they all kissy kissy.
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care....
I got class so you can't dismiss me and all you can do is just sit and be pissy!
And I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't caarrre, I don't careeee!!!



Lyrics by, Jose Isla Jr.