Sunday, March 31, 2013

C Food


Cleveland, sit down
I want to sing a little song that uh.. kept me going when I had troubles

[Verse 1]
I am thankful for every morning
But I really can't help it, it's boring
To sit still and just chill
What's real, what's made up
I love to just lay up and worry
It's an exercise
When I wanna stretch my mind whenever I have extra time
On my hands, slide from my glands
Drip when I sweat, I'm a sickness in your head
And no, my mind ain't in Disturbia
I just wanna reach out to Suburbia
Let em know colors can being color too
In your radio, your internet, and color tube
So what are you? Just like me
Frightening, I see, why leave?
Just enjoy it, chill, pop pasta on the soul
Stove, and listen to the Rock Lobster

[Hook]
I'm so lonely sitting on top of the world
I feel lonely sitting on top of the world
But you don't own me, I'm sitting on top of the world

*Peter Laughing*
Yeah, you're gonna be okay

[Verse 2]
Smoke clouds are kind of cool
Till I get dehydrated because I kind of drool
But since I'm a weird kind of fool
I write about this shit, therefore I kind of rule
I'm a school, I will learn your ass
You the root of the problem, I will burn your grass
So what's your demeanor
Was it the meaner lyrics
That be dusting on your little puffs cause I'm breathing the ether (?)
Meaning, get down or lay down, dog
I spit rounds and play grounds
Either Rucker when I'm popping the 3
Or kidnapping little Tucker when I'm copping some z's
Watch out for me, don't play kitty with the big boys
I'm from the big city where's there's big noise
Your a car horn pissing off a foghorn
So you can't see me cumming like softcore porn

[Hook]
I'm so lonely sitting on top of the world
I feel lonely sitting on top of the world
But you don't own me, I'm sitting on top of the world

*Peter Laughing*
Yeah, you're gonna be okay

[Verse 3]
What more can I say to convince
I'm more than a player only playing defense
Cause he can't slang it, doesn't think he'd catch a pop fly
Watch my movements, I'm a hot guy
Top 5 dead or alive
Cause I do it like the rap grateful, dead or alive
And they trying to compete
So its way more than me trying to rhyme on the beat
Yeah, I know I can do it
I can flow, I ain't stupid
Yeah you think oh, I'm so Mr. Impossible
You think so, so do I, sue me
Cause even controlling my Z's you won't undo me
Get a computer, learn the hotkeys
And holla back to tell me no one can stop me
I'm out b

Yehaw, remind me of Cleveland baby!

[Hook]
I'm so lonely sitting on top of the world
I feel lonely sitting on top of the world
But you don't own me, I'm sitting on top of the world

*Peter Laughing*
Yeah, you're gonna be okay

*Peter Laughing*
Yeah, you're gonna be okay

[Outro]
Charles started drinking. It didn't worry me because I thought that it's normal, kids experiment a little bit at that age and it didn't take long for him to get into associating with those who were taking drugs

Monday, March 25, 2013

Pretty Long Time (Forever)


My nigga Scricyl sent me the link to this song
I also found it on karencivil.com
I took that as a sign, ya know

Check!
It's even hotter, check!
Get it, check...the video, the...whatever


[Verse 1]
And as it so occurs, the asshole of spoken word
Has a rap flow that goes over the flaps of broken bird wings
I hope you heard the vocal spurt of pink
Crazy but the baby is the shade of a fucking labia
Getting late enough to be considered a rug
A pickup truck with sluts not giving a fuck
Driving around high as a cloud, a moving brothel
Screw with my gospel, shit will get as gruesome as hostile
Stupid imposters try to make a move and I got them
Checker game when disrespecting lame, move em with hops, duck!
Rotten ducks ain't sitting because I popped them
The alternative to Mario, word, I could hardly slow up
Guard me, I go up, and cross the Eddie Jones defender
Jones if her head instead of poetry for the dough, hey
I mean ya know, even the Pope needed dome
I just rather a bitch instead than grabbing the dick of a 3-year-old
Rappers for infants, I'm the CEO of even flow
Even my flow is a breathing demon
But even so I speak with no loathing and fear of Las Vegas
A heathen? No
I just keep the cold all heated, so
I'm like Central Air when my thoughts are in the air
Give me a stare like Medusa and you'll be here for the future
Unfortuntately 2012 will be funny as hell
Money sells and I'm a clock stuck at 7:38
Watch what's up, it's like heaven stuck with a dirty face
My jersey can't be erased
Number 3.14, poomtang
Throw that See and Say on, my whole crew bangs
Ain't nothing but a Sonic blue thang
I pop boxers, like poop stains
That was the most homophobic joke ever
So I hope God doesn't sever my throat better
I don't hate fags, I just don't understand them
Taking a poop ain't comfy, so why another man then
On a different page, bout to take my lady tanning
She's bronze like 3rd place, I'm going gold cause I can, shit
What up Silver, my nickname is central
My goons are emails cause I sent them
I'm a Gmail, peep the system
Sipping ether ginger ale
Run it back and you missed them
Suicides got you running back to get a Reggie Miller
And a bitches bush, Lil' Kim them
I stick out as plain awesome like Mather's 16
Whoever is ready's quarterback
Doesn't matter cause my accuracy is Madden '04
Ask, battling me you won't matter no more, rest
I'm ill enough to still grab on an old whores breast
Like 2% or non-fat, she won't pour a test
Or protest
But she has to go pour a glass of all her matter into a cold court, yes
Snacking on flesh is what I go for, so fuck a steak
I'm Cartoon Network, Cow and Chicken, I was slipping
Now I hope you cowards listen
Shawn mad cause he wish he was in Howard's position
But I'm his father much like I am to you
How am I tripping?
Laces in, I'm on can kick it
I'm horny bitches, don't cry no more, I'm living
Spinal cord is in position miss, I'm twisting it
Make you do a donut, on some Dilla shit
Sharp since a teen, I be on that gilla shit
Harder than me, you be on a Viagra pill and shit
And keep you dick away from me, I ain't dealing shit
Sunburn on my tip, your girl feeling it
She get a tan when it's in her hands, and it's in her lips
Conversation or something less innocent
I am forever she says, by the way I rev her off
Key in ignition, no Kelly, she better off
No jelly, no telly, she wet and soft
Want to send some buckshots, let them off
I'm in a tourbus thinking about metro cards
And the summons I got when I was jetting hawk
Over the turnstile, the judge better let me off
Like, "You're sexy Charles, your music really gets me off"
Just imagine a Hamilton battle
She bit her bottom lip before slamming the gavel
Niggas at the top land on the gravel
After you take an L because Hamilton matters
Gosh darn it
CHECK!

Then the beat come in blacking like this
So you know who had this verse
Much respect nigga, check
I'm gone

Saturday, March 23, 2013

Intentions

[Verse 1: Charles Hamilton]
The fact I can I read
Is a fact you will need
As we go through the factory of broken dreams
So many people are deep within the seams
They don't even realize what they witnessing
Not a witness left, so a witness leaves
All the things you can see in a different season
So people with they C's in
No minor gain
If you wanna minor then you are into minor things
And all I do is listen in, that's my diamond ring
Chasing after, never chase a rapper backwards
Get chased by all rappers
They all wanna diss me, they get chased by nothing
I let em hate they ghost even if they hating on the spirit of mine
Because you can hear it when I rhyme
I'm just gonna apologize right now
While people lie down with they fake rhymes like
"How can I?"
I'm so damned, alchemy with mind
That you think I'm out my mind, but no
You wanna count a 9 within
Then I don't know man, never rhyme again
Cause I went so many different levels if you can find it, then then
The rules to your favor, later neighbor
So hard I make craters get craters
Holla at me A, let's go

[Hook]
To my homie sleep
They lie and they cheat
But I still gotta play the game
Piff got a nigga head so gone
Even if they kill me, imma still live on

[Verse 2: Am3n]
Nobody wanna be a hasbeen
I find myself walking down the road that my dad went
Running to the music biz with a blindfold
Bitch you could dig, but I doubt it if you find gold
Animal on the records like rhino
Apollo 13 couldn't bring you where my mind go
Now all the women that was trying to find independence
Be coming at me like DM's and Twitter mentions
Wordsmith, I could teach you how to bend the sentence
And bitch stay home if you got your end of sentence
And they old you knew, y'all rappers are now my kids
I was just a nigga stepping in like an intervention
And shout out to my dog Quentin
He don't talk, he just smoke niggas like a pack of Winston's
I'm trying to let the world know my intentions
Insomniac inside my cell having premonitions
Amen

[Hook]
To my homie sleep
They lie and they cheat
But I still gotta play the game
Piff got a nigga head so gone
Even if they kill me, imma still live on

To my homie sleep
They lie and they cheat
But I still gotta play the game
Piff got a nigga head so gone
Even if they kill me, imma still live on

Friday, March 22, 2013

Unusual Bro (Beautiful)

Since '99 Nigga
February 23rd man
February 23rd, '99 dog
Never forget it
January 23rd I saw the video

[Verse 1]
Soon as I got the offer, I knew we would be the best of friends
The day we met was when I never second guessed again
But I had to breathe a breath again
I can't call you next to kin
So I signed a deal, I could feel the pressure
Cause the refs that are in the indutry were wishing for your death again
Tried to warn you about the things when we got in the car
But we just had the talk of the millenium
Never told your secrets to anyone
You got mad though, I ain't have any ones
So for a week and maybe even a day
Stay and sleep in the place I would pray just to see your face
Be a Harlem nigga, I'll be that superstar
I see the future dog, let's see if you could walk...

[Hook:Eminem]
In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you
So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh, they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you, yeah, so...

[Verse 2]
I don't mean to bring family into song
Don't get it wrong, but in the morning I could hear a different song
I know you feeling down, I see this feeling now
Cause I've been getting down since I found rock bottom
Hot Topic was my hangout, stardom was always the wish
Vicarious wishes from Harlem
Or Cleveland, we both from the Midwest
It's insane how we both suffered
In and unless you'll be a chump, let's...
Play the block, watch some Harlem chicks get undressed
Call them slides my nigga
Either way, we gon ride my nigga

You already know man
I might be the biggest fan
You might be the biggest fan
Still wasn't in the plan to stick with that label, so...

[Hook:Eminem]
In my shoes, just to see
What it's like, to be me
I'll be you, let's trade shoes
Just to see what it'd be like to
Feel your pain, you feel mine
Go inside each other's minds
Just to see what we find
Look at shit through each other's eyes
But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful, oh
They can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you
So don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh, they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you, yeah, so...

But don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you so
Don't let 'em say you ain't beautiful
Oh they can all get fucked.
Just stay true to you so

Lately I've been hard to reach, I've been too long on my own
Everybody has a private world where they can be alone...
So are you calling me, are you trying to get through, oh?
Are you reaching out for me, like I'm reaching out for you?
So oh oh

[Outro]
Nigga, I ain't cry when I got dropped man
You know why I ain't cry?
Nigga you was quoting my bars
What you mean so? Nigga you was quoting my bars to my face my nigga
You forgot?
You forgot I played bassline, you forgot I Don't Care?
That's my nigga yo
I swear after that day I ain't never...
Man listen
Anything is possible man, I deadass remember
I remember
Thank You
By the way check nigga, you nice
Charles Hamilton

Dr. Kevorkian

The doctor's in
Need a prescription?

[Verse 1]
I took a shit on Pro Tools and wiped my ass with the beat
Translation: I spazzed on the beat
I'm raw like Dexter in the Laboratory
Just ask Eddie Murphy,
He laughed if he just heard that crack that I just spat
Ask for me please
Charles Hamilton, the rap athlete
Jesus Christ, it's the passion of me
Went to class in my sleep and got a Masters degree
In actuality, I got a whack GED
But for those who don't get it, Grass Even Dreams
So get smacked and turn your portable device up
Watch every rapper turn this off and say "Life Sucks"
Dr. Kevorkian, rocking the corpses
Call the track, bring it back like I hopped in the DeLorean
Get it popping, niggas watch when I scorch the shit
The beat's ready to die and I will ignore it

[Hook]
That's not in my job description
That's not in my job description

(Random adlibs)

That's not in my job description
If you got a sickness, I will stop your living

[Verse 2]
I got dreams of fucking a Hollywood bitch
But I probably could if they weren't on that Hollywood shit
I ain't got a chain, but my deal could buy them
When they get the last line, 20 million by then
(I'm rich bitch!)
No sweat, my bars are by Menin
Try a minute, I'm sick with no tri-minute(?)
Say bye bye to living, my decision jack
Sweating the casket, I guess you die men in black
If you don't get it, fine, cool
My swag is like the cigarettes I buy, cool
My girl is aborted, and she acting brand new
But I just quit smoking, faggot can you?
My crew run deep like the Africans do
So if you wanna kill me, I hope you have a plan to
Cause you ain't gonna run up on a nigga, I don't do mushrooms
But I will 1-Up on a nigga, Super Charlieo


[Hook]
That's not in my job description
That's not in my job description

(Random ad libs)

That's not in my job description
If you got a sickness, I will stop your living

My bridge is better than your bars
My bridge is better than your bars
My bridge is better than your bars
If you wanna do a track, I suggest that you go hard

My bridge is better than your bars
My bridge is better than your bars
My bridge is better than your bars
If you wanna do a track, I suggest that you go hard

I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right? Yup
I know, that fucking sucks right?

That's not in my job description
That's not in my job description

That's not in my job description
If you got a sickness, I will stop your living

Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Blogger Dashboard

[Verse 1]
First off, piff is not a pimp or a pusher, sibling
Where was y'all when my heart needed fixing
Some of y'all don't care if I'm still kicking
Heart still ticking
I might take a bus out to Bickerington, Ohio
Visit my other family, years without visiting them
I be in Harlem with my nicotine grin
Signing autographs with the little pink pen
I've always been shy and I didn't pretend
Spotlight comes on and I get at least 10 times more starlight than
The 10 to 15 minutes before the announcer announces to the scene
Big C, isn't it?
Big C, Giant H, the founder
Mr. Here, hike, first downer
The sloppy locker room for perfect record out of towners
Act like Bowser, casket of white flowers
Gotta take to it to an extra level
Niggas outside really think Jeff's the devil
The goon is a boss to y'all
In a physical strait jacket when I get off the wall
My private thoughts always stress the treble
My cup of tea, you can wet the nozzle
Of my little black kettle, with that direzzle
Take a breath and deck whoever chest
My chest on any level, doesn't hit my broken heart with a bezel
I'm hearing niggas out like Neville
I got more enemies than several
Mad niggas wish they could drive they pedals
They deserve medals
Then a little metal from the settle
Anything from the pull of gravity, yellow

[Outro]
Aw dammit

You know, yellow on a traffic light
That means be careful
So I had to stop for a second
That's all
That's why I had to stop the blog too, in case you were asking
I was writing so much and saying so much
You know regular conversation with people
If I put it on the blog y'all, you'd lose your mind
And be like, nah you playing
But, I don't know, I guess it depends on who reads what I write
You know what I mean?
And who really pays attention to what I write
A lot of people really don't be paying attention
Sometimes me too, ya know
It's probably best to stop paying attention
I don't know
I think I might've said everything to make everybody feel a little bit better

[Hook]
I log in so I read what's on my plate
Cause in my voice, I can swear you hear what I say
I write so I can hear with you
I write so I can hear with you
I write so I can hear with you
I write so I can hear with you

Acknowledging Magic

Yes, yes
You are listening to my soul
I would greatly appreciate it if you don't criticise this

[Verse 1]
What came first, the chicken or the egg?
The creator
But he's a chicken
In my head I'm not a chicken
Cause a matter of fact, I'm simply nervous
As I make this beat to wake up my neighbors
This beat isn't necessarily what bothers them
It's more so the lyrics that I'm gobbling
And not spitting
Do you wish to be who knows what I'm gonna spit
As history shows, it's full of shit
But shit, I'm gonna spit
So when I come from the heart, no need to grip a pen
Yes, from deep within, I wish to be deep within you
But I need to continue
All the things I say, all the things she said
Such a tattoo, all the things in bed I can do
But to have you, I have to make a choice
Music or something taboo

[Hook]
No lying, this is magic
If I could tune you in me
No lying, this is magic
Musically I'm Houdini

Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic
Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic

[Verse 2]
Don't let skill be a hindrance of what you feel
Because I am the master of then again and I'm real
My watch touch, what will hold paper
And my watch basically looks like I hold paper
But I'll let you hold my watch while I take you higher than most skyscrapers
Your desire is my favor
I do favors for my ladies and my ladies are saying later
Why? I don't know, let's not look at the top layer
Because I'm fly, I know, but I've got a neighbor
And my neighbor knocks on the walls
I wish to knock on the walls of the hottest of broads, but he's such a hater
And this hatred is making other people who wish to be greater...follow him
So can you not follow him and swallow my little kids
Sorry for leaving...


[Hook]
No lying, this is magic
If I could tune you in me
No lying, this is magic
Musically I'm Houdini

Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic
Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic

[Verse 3]
This beat, mine
You, mine
You wish to take it from behind
D time, I can your mind
You're trying to block me, yes I see the sign
Your glasses mean you want molasses to be
Dripping from your ass and I wish to laugh at your cheeks
As they rise and they get rosy
I really know thee, and I haven't been inside you
I just asked my homie
My homie is my sigh
Hi, you must've thought I was talking about that another guy
No, bottom line, I know I got the hottest lines
And you right now and tonight can be mine for a pretty long time
Make a night last forever
How can a night last forever
We're so late in the morning
But as the song sings itself
With help, you could be on me

And no matter what, I'm on key, holla


[Hook]
No lying, this is magic
If I could tune you in me
No lying, this is magic
Musically I'm Houdini

Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic
Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic

No lying, this is magic
If I could tune you in me
No lying, this is magic
Musically I'm Houdini

Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic
Yes I really want you
But I can't stop the magic

Friday, March 1, 2013

A Skateboarder's Theme

Stepped into the booth

[Verse 1]
Must be nice to live an ugly life
Just be nice to me and you could cut me, right?
Water just be ice till the temperature raises
Administer my lyrical age to hating ministers saying
Mr. Give a little bit of a shit about what you're saying
He's just playing, dog I'm just saying
I go hard like H in the trunk
I hate when they front
I'm straight with a blunt and amazingly fun
What I say over drums
Play with the sun, one raygun spray and you're gone
One good morning to you
You don't life is boring do you, do you?

[Hook]
Tell me where does time go?
When I'm going out
When I'm zoning out
When I'm showing doubt

You don't know where my mind goes
Only I know

So I'm showing out
No one showed me how
And it's going down

[Verse 2]
I could rhyme it to a whole new mental zone
When I rhyme I go so space ghost
But I'm fine, of course you know Halo...
Provided the fly shit I'm rocking to
Hurting the silence, I give...
What you thought I should deliver
The smartest, hoodest nigga with the hardest hooks
Flow is off the books
Menstrual with the pencil
If you windows got no tints, imma go in
You know?

[Hook]
Tell me where does time go?
When I'm going out
When I'm zoning out
When I'm showing doubt

You don't know where my mind goes
Only I know

So I'm showing out
No one showed me how
And it's going down


[Hook]
Tell me where does time go?
When I'm going out
When I'm zoning out
When I'm showing doubt

You don't know where my mind goes
Only I know

So I'm showing out
No one showed me how
And it's going down

Starlight


[Verse 1]
I wondered about you last night
Died the last time I did it
I did you wrong, I admit it
Sold out for a pink fitted, get it?
Sex is a weapon, haven't seen you in a minute
How you living?
You're always on my mind even if I am tripping
Broken hearts mend, my shit didn't
You became a victim, I became a hitlist
I wish you would visit, peppermint kisses
Psychic distance and the shit I envision
You are truly gifted, I hope you listen
You're like my only mission
Otherwise, life is different

[Hook]
Have you wondered where I've been
Do you wonder where I go
Is it fun where you might live
It's not fun when you alone

Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano
Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano

[Verse 2]
Do you still think I'm attractive
I hope you know our chemistry was magic
My life without you has been sadness
I rollercoaster ride, unfastened
I seem ending worlds, the sky fades and people laughing
And no concern as the sky blackens
My words are clear but life is dragging
I might be older than I imagine
That's word to any spell casted
That's word to any song drafted
I miss my starlight
What we had could've lasted
Now I'm back to the last sip of last kiss
The glass tips, you call me again
Who are we to begin with
You don't even get it
My fate, have we ended
Destiny is quite tragic

[Hook]
Have you wondered where I've been
Do you wonder where I go
Is it fun where you might live
It's not fun when you alone

Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano
Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano

[Outro]
I probably won't believe anything
Until I hear and feel
So you have to answer my call
And I know I just mailed you my number every 10 minutes
But, you're all I have to believe in
Or I'm just figuring out how psychic I am
And it's really not really to
Honestly, make sure everything goes right....
(You can figure out the rest, these song effects kill me...-K.M.)

[Hook]
Have you wondered where I've been
Do you wonder where I go
Is it fun where you might live
It's not fun when you alone

Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano
Wish I were a starlight
To land in a hard volcano

Catholic Guitarist


(Verse 1)
NO, I HAVEN'T SHOWERED!
Come as you are!
I've been praying, laying under the stars.
No wonder I'm far..
My hunger got my stomach so hard
When I shit it's like thunder and gwar,
I'm a ra-tard....
I black like Zack, my pun is bizarre.
I really just want a guitar,
Acoustic..
My wishes only come true in my music.
So to my love, I'm sorry I'm so abusive.
Hitchhiking,
Shooting up in a Buick!
Staying down, shake it down,
Saying "DO IT!"
Memories of my momma saying I'm useless.
Mental torture and still forced to use lips.
Then I torture and kill more than my two lips.
Get it more when I'm in a morgue for some cool sh1t!
Venom jaws,
"Isn't Charles on some new shit???"
Screw this! - Eric Cartman
I'm moving!!

(Hook)
I CAN WONDER WHY BUT I KNOW YOU HATE ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I DON'T WANNA DIE BUT THE LOVE CREATED ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!!
WAITING FOR THE PEARLY GATES TO TAKE ME RIGHT BACK!!!

(Verse 2)
Same sweatsocks for a year and some change.
My songs are my thoughts so you're hearing deranged!
The fear of the strange has me hearing my brain.
Faith in suicide but fearing the pain.
Pissed that Gay and Queer is the same!
I hate Frank Ocean,
Here is the drain!
......
And the homo ass thoughts that peer in my brain
Has me standing right THE MUTHAFUCK here looking strange!!
Dearly Estranged,
I clearly refrain from hearing ya name,
I want my soul smeared wit' a chain!
I pick up my acoustic and I smile at the thoughts I shared,
Psychically, because they're too raw to share!
The piano is too heavy to travel with.
And the pain I channel...
Is too heavy to battle with!
No Coke, I am the heaviest accident.
You met me when Heaven accepted me as their bastard kid!

(Hook)
I CAN WONDER WHY BUT I KNOW YOU HATE ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I DON'T WANNA DIE BUT THE LOVE CREATED ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!!
WAITING FOR THE PEARLY GATES TO TAKE ME RIGHT BACK!!!

(Bridge)
ALL THIS PAIN I GIVE TO YOU, OH LORDDDDD!
MY SCARS, MY BRAIN, I GIVE TO YOU, OH LORDDDDD!
I KNOW MY ROLE, I'm JOB!
I MAY NOT TOUCH YOUR ROBE!
IF I DIE BEFORE I WAKE, PLEASE JUST DO IT SLOW,
SO I CAN KNOW.....

(Hook)
I CAN WONDER WHY BUT I KNOW YOU HATE ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I DON'T WANNA DIE BUT THE LOVE CREATED ME, IT'S FINEEEEE,
IT'S COOOOOOL!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!
I'm JUST A DIRTY WHITE BOY!!!
WAITING FOR THE PEARLY GATES TO TAKE ME RIGHT BACK!!!

Her


[Intro: Charles Hamilton]
Greetings, sit down. How you feeling this evening?
Good, as long as you didn't say, "grieving."
If that made you laugh, don't think about leaving.
There'll be no more talks about skeeting.
Very few drug references, no heating, no peeing, no repeating.
Gotta keep it hot. Won't be no deleting.
I'm trying to keep my eyes dry while I'm reading.
The last female who I was seeing
Pretty much wasn't for the keeping.
But she had all my music straight from the key ring.
My heart, body, and soul; what a beating.
I'm rebuilding, she's chilling.
But she's in possession of deep feelings.
Love isn't enough. Death is too much.
But with it comes love and trust.

[Hook: Charles Hamilton]
I would wake up all because of her.
Lay down to the thought of her.
Only leave the house for her.
Now my fire is doused because of her.
Never had a nightmare until her.
Now my only nightmare is her.
But I will be fine without her.
I just wish my bottom line was not her.

[Verse One: Charles Hamilton]
I'm hurting.
I admit I was why our thing wasn't working.
She would go online and see traces of me flirting.
Naked pictures and comments of other girls smirking.
I'm sure she thought the love chain, I was jerking.
But it was for her, every beat I was murking.
Even when I felt the love reaper out lurking.
All love is forever is the thing I was certain
About no matter what thought was occurring.
Every time I saw her my soul would start stirring.
I could feel during, I had her kitty purring.
Nowadays I'm careful about my wording.
Still the same fury, but with less worry.
No more of a hurry, just not as dirty.
Look, I'm almost thirty
So even if I didn't give my beats and sentences
As a "Please don't leave me in the wind."
She needed to be a friend.

[Hook]

[Bridge]
I feel soulless without you.
You were my Her.
Mind, (?), soul, and now you.
There are no words.
Tell me how can I feel better without you.
What happened to her?
So I wrote this letter about you.
I hope you heard.
Shit.

Him

[Hook]
And I can't let it go.

[Verse One: Charles Hamilton]
All my idols are a puddle.
My rivals are in rubble.
Why am I in trouble?
Dying for rebuttals.
Crying like I love you.
Night is when I snuff you.
Signs of what can crush the minus sign above the struggle.
Silent when I cuddle.
Private with my stubble.
Higher than the mud you Nolan Ryan'd in the scuffle.
Timing when I hug you, so I'm lying when I fuck you.
Trying to be other than the guy who wants to fuck you.
Heart behind the jersey.
Scarred behind the Mercy.
Card me, I ain't worthy.
Hard to find who hurt me.
Are you trying to murk me?
Hard replies and Hershey.
Started trying to die but then I saw the line was dirty.
Jaw defines the curb when we walk to find the dog who birthed me.
Y'all can find me hurting in the dark till I am thirty.
Growing as a man in a planet of them.
Them are women, so to them I'm just him.

[Hook]
I can't stand Him.
It's Him again.
But I am Him.
The then again.
I know you don't want to answer your phone.
But I'm coming up under this blanket.

[Verse Two: Charles Hamilton]
Rated with an X, praying for some sex.
Praying to execs, laying for a check.
Maybe I am blessed.
Make me sign my death
Wish and certificate when I say why I am stressed
Labels put a head so my day to day
Of finding records saying what I display
When I wake up in a sweat.
Crazy as it gets, babies sending texts.
I say to them, "I guess."
They make it even less hatred in my flesh.
Raped and given neck.
Make it such a mess.
Greater than the rest.
A Laker with a tech.
Rafer with the best.
Favors for the West.
Naked with the refs.
Nader with the message.
Fader with the Rep.
Ladies getting wet.
Awake because of death.
Growing as a man in a planet of them.
Them are women, so to them I'm just Him.

[Hook]

[Bridge x2]
One minute I'm fine and at one-minute-and-one I feel nothing.
Why must this continue.
Why come back and let you know
How it feels to be Mr. I Told You So.

[Hook]

Shoutout to Rap Genius, finally someone else is writing these lyrics-K.M