Charles Hamilton Lyrics

Mr.Perfect

2012-03-01T20:08:00.000-05:00

(Verse 1)
My little man, I know how high you hold me.
I'm your homie, but I don't know me...(._.)
Or at least I didn't,
I'm living,
for only my vision.
If only 5 minutes were sufficient,
maybe that could save our friendship.
But we're family so I know we ain't finished.
This is.. me sending out a kite to my little cousin.
This is nothing..
but a different discussion...
for us sense,
what sense does it make for me to grow up and not
show love to the closest thing I had to a son?
My little cousin!
You showed me that the things I thought were real wasn't.
You're too smart for your own good.
But I understand you. Any other input is no good.
I damn near raised you but I'm not around now...
But I don't think you should frown now....
Wow!

(Hook from Hoobastank "The Reason")
PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!! *I....*
I'm not a perfect PERSON! *I never meant to do those things to..*
PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!!
I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON!!!

(Verse 2)
You was my homegirl, Bonnie to my Clyde!
Never paid attention to how you were right by..
my side,
whenever I texted you.
I forever respect you.
I thought I could never get next to you.
I didn't see how much you love me.
I was stuck on the sluts who loved to fuck me..
and just be my bucket of lust.
But what seems to bug me
is how through all this you still trust me.
That cuts deep!
I'm sure I fucked your head up.
'Cause you fucked mines up saying this was all a set-up.
You were watching as the hoes were jockin'.
Not plottin', just secretly wishing that I would stop it!
Now you're gone...
Another man has your heart.
So...
romantically we can't grow!
And I gotta stop flirting,
But.....

(Hook)
I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!! *I....*
I'm not a perfect PERSON! *I never meant to do those things to..*
PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!!
I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON!!!

(Verse 3)
I owe you a lot, I show you nothin'.
Actin' like we ain't go through nothin'!
I treat my memories like they lies though I know it wasn't.
And you look at me so disgusted...
Sorry, man.
I ruin dreams but you and me make a beautiful team.
Too many scenes of screams and dark things,
make me,
think of you less.
In a blink I can test
what you about.
You remind me I'm the best..
That's not fair, I owe you more.
For all the things you've showed me, I could show you more!
You're superhuman, you can go through doors!!
You're supersonic, your mind is a Pro-Tools board!!!
Crazy how I feel no respect when
I gaze at my own reflection...(._.)
........
This is more than a Pro-Tools session,
I'm staring at my own reflection....
YES!

(Hook)
PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!! *I....*
I'm not a perfect PERSON! *I never meant to do those things to..*
PERSON! *I never..*
PERSON!! *I never...*
PERSON!!!
I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON!!!
PERSON!
PERSON!!I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON!!!PERSON!
PERSON!!I'M NOT A PERFECT PERSON!!!I never..
....
I never..
I...
I never meant to do those thing to...
....
I never..

As requested...Lyrics by JOSE ISLA JR

Sonic uses a spring and Ring Power to go from Spring Yard Zone to Oil Ocean Zone, where he fights CosmicLibraryZone {Act 2} Boss ((B.P. Gassinit)

2012-02-25T17:49:00.001-05:00

*StarCHaser Radio*
(Verse 1)
Sound explodes on an Ocean of nouns!
But no oil in the Ocean so come around and surround me with as much gas as you can..
Rap like a fan,
who's attracted to fans.
I got action from a fan,
Penn State,
haven't wrote a pen straight!
I mean wrote with a pen.
But ever since this date,
I was able to dictate,
everything I spit.
So get off the dick of which you had to take...
And I agitate,
cats who got sick of me saying masturbate,
on a track, but check out the oil of which we have to date!
Sh1t is poisoning all of my friends in the Oy-Cean(Ocean) enjoying this.
OH SH1T! it's enjoying itself.
While enjoying the fins of a fish it's been employing to spit...

(Hook)
And I don't like the way,
nature is used today.
Make sure you use them things you get on a daily basis
PROPERLY!
The caps are popping
PROPERLY!
I'm rapping proper!

(Verse 2)
I feel bad for my.. inactiveness.
But this passion I spit has to be the forgiveness I've been asking to get!
And I feel like a disaster within...
Because I've been missing.....
SH1T! HERE'S THE BOSS!!
Wait 'til the day I get to the Master again,
but that goes back to the Master System.
But the Master System has a button.
It's called Power..
So who has the Mass Destruction ability to press it right now?
Niggas like 'Yo, press "Sit" right now!'
The button Sit, you can't fuck with it!
I could see it a mile away,
it's a button fixed,
in somebody's fucking office!
And if you take the office out then you got what I give,
and a big ass fist, and a tall glimpse..
of what I can do, when I'm on sh1t!
And I'm on Sh1t,
and I wreck sh1t!
No Exit!
Hear the Exit..

(Hook)
PROPERLY!
The caps are popping
PROPERLY!
I'm rapping proper

(Bridge)
Don't play now..
What'cha say, what'cha say, what'cha say now???
Don't play...
Y'all niggas gonna complain?!?
Every bar I've said,
every melody and every refrain,
stays in ya brain!
Well-acclaimed.
Still ashamed...(._.)

(Verse 3)
Reason why I feel ashamed is the rod....
Check the park, no question mark.
What's a playland?
Across the street from I don't wanna say, man...
But go away, man.
I'm Mr. Away-Message,
big message,
sending to big messages left in.. the dark.
But this part,
is kinda hard for me to say,
but I'm sharp!
And fly and handsome is the adjectives.
I'm Grandma, my Grandson can have this sh1t.
I don't even mean to say have the sh1t.
But since this sh1t that I have is within.
Gotta take a sh1t on a mattress of sleep.
Half of y'all have to laugh at this deep,
Ocean part.
HOLY SH1T! I found the plug!!
I was distracting y'all,
YOU'RE DUG!!!

(Ron Browz "Pop Champagne")
I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I'm looking for the girl with the mean, cute face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club..
I ain't, I ain't in the club...
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I'm looking for the girl with the mean, cute face!
I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!!!
I, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I'm looking for the girl with the mean, cute face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club..
I ain't, I ain't in the club...
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I ain't, I ain't in the club with the mean, screwed face!
I'm looking for the girl with the mean, cute face!!!

ANOTHER JOSE ISLA PRODUCTION!!

John Nintendo

2012-02-24T16:39:00.002-05:00

(Jackie Blue)
*Welcome Professor*

(Verse 1)
I do not remember having a mouth, but I spit..
I get a lot of "Tacos" like 'WE ABOUT TO GET!'
See a party, 5 minutes, leaving out the bitch like birth!
G.E.D students get my verse.
My verses get dissected by Rocket Scientists and kids who hit wet piff!
I write sixteens and still get 8-bit!
Don't even like ad-libs 'cause I straight spit!
You all anxious.
Who you calling ancient???
How old are you to be talking like a Saint, Bitch?!?
I am what's good like 'Ain't Sh1t..'
After a pound or during the same sh1t!!
The S-E-G-A nomad on replay.
Mortal Kombat, both systems want me today!
I think I need to lay..
Read a freaking game manual and then choke the game like a Mandible!

(Hook)
He don't play no games.. Does he??
He be saying thanks.. Buddy...
I can make you feel warm and fuzzy.
Hit you with the old fuddy-duddy!
Got 'em saying..
JOHN NINTENDO! (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! Ahn-Ha (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! I'm Hearing it. (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO!
JOHN NINTENDO! Fix it.
JOHN NINTENDO!
JOHN NINTENDO! You sure?

(Verse 2)
Sega Hamil-amil-ton. Mr.Genesis!
Thinking it's a game? You will get it in a bit.
Pivot on the 5th like Shaq and Yao.
Professor Francis..
Top of the key!
Everybody think Center backing down,
then Francis get the ball and POP GOES A 3!!!
Y'all want a Deli flow?Here goes the jelly roll.
Am I the boss or is it Ross? Nigga, let me know!
I'm a freak on a leash, lady. Let me go!!
Mocha melody, my girl got the debbie though..
Little Debbie dough.
Everywhere we go.
February flow, meaning I'm very cold!
Uppp, there we go, so El Niño!
What broad will tell me no?
Unless I say "WHAT? BROAD!" very cruel.
Then she will say "You scare me, FOOL..."

(Bridge)
Hoppin' up and down on the mushrooms!
Goin' underground 'cause I love to!
Oh me, oh my! Oh me, oh my!
Oh me, oh my! Oh me, oh my!
Hoppin' up and down on the mushrooms!
Goin' underground 'cause I love to!
Oh me, oh my! Oh me, oh my!
Oh me, so fly! Oh me, so fly!
Hoppin' up and down on a..
Hoppin' up and down on a..
Hoppin' up and down on a..
Hoppin' up and down on a..
Hoppin' up and down on the mushrooms...
Goin' underground 'cause I love to...
Oh me, oh my! Oh me, oh my!
Oh me, so fly! Oh me, so fly!
OH!!!

(Hook)
He don't play no games.. Does he??
He be saying thanks.. Buddy...
I can make you feel warm and fuzzy.
Hit you with the old fuddy-duddy!
Got 'em saying..
JOHN NINTENDO! (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! Ahn-Ha (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! I'm Hearing it. (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO! (WHO??)
JOHN NINTENDO!
JOHN NINTENDO! Fix it.
JOHN NINTENDO!
JOHN NINTENDO! You sure?

I did these...

Sike nah Lyrics by Jose Isla Jr! Thank the man, he puts in work.

LM(A)O

2012-02-12T01:02:00.001-05:00

(Chatter)
Madlib Stewart!
Madlib Stewart!!
Madlib Stewart!!!
STEWART!!!!
*Laughs*
STEWART!
STEWART!!
STEWART!!!

(Verse 1)
Eyes closed and I stare at a wall.
Back of my eyelids, staring at Charles.
Open my eyelids, staring at y'all.
....
No care involved.
No caring(Karen) involved,
be it Civil or Williams.
Sick of being Civil with Williams.
Hate all y'all.
Used to want to date all y'all.
Even those who wish to call me now...
So I guess all y'all just hate me as much as I hate the guy rhyming right now!
And I date the guy rhyming right now!
I ate the sky full of diamonds so how about I smile..
at people who want me to pipe down?
Now the Sun got a diamond grill.
16 bars, now it's time to chill.
*Let's.. STEWART!*

(Hook)
I hate you..
*Charles Hamilton*
You hate me...
*Charles Hamilton*
So leave me....
THE FUCK ALONE!!
I hate you..
*How badly..*
You hate me...
*How badly..*
S.................
...............................

(Verse 2)
I'm badder than every b1tch on my Massa flow!
Spaceship/NASA though....
Don't even ask a hoe to wanna date this asshole..
'cause I'm with my Bastard flow!
Don't know where my dad is, dunk ya stupid ass in a basket,
WHOA!
Half the dope stroke from behind the arc.
Left that nigga mind somewhere behind Mars.
Meaning near the Sun...
HOLY CRAP!
That means that I'm the nearest one..
to be the one who's nicer than the guy that's rhyming right now!
How about I just tell the sky pipe down after I bite it???
Now the Sun got a diamond smile.
How about I..
wind it down!
Kinda like the song, right about now.
I kinda like this song, right about now....
*Now let's just.. STEWART!!!*

(Hook)
I hate you..
*Charles Hamilton*
You hate me...
*Charles Hamilton**And that was, stupid*
So leave me....
THE FUCK ALONE!!!
*Pretty muthafxckin F'in stupid!*
I hate you..*Stu-Stupid!*
*How badly..*
You hate me...*Absolutely Stupid!!*
*How badly..*
..*Madlib Stupid!*
*Madlib Stewart!!*
I hate you..
*Charles Hamilton*
..................
*Charles Hamilton*
So leave me....
THE FUCK ALONE!!
I hate you..
*How badly..*
You hate me...
*How badly..*
..................
...............................

Lyrics by Jose Isla jr!!!

Potholes

2012-02-10T00:54:00.000-05:00

It's getting to it, nigga, we've been music.
JD, CH, reverse it and it's true shit!
JD, basicly... the greatest with the beats, and I'm right after he.
And if you wanna get real basic with the beats..
He's right after me.
No one ever should write after me, because I don't write, actually, I'm kind of a writing athlete.
Writing in my mind while I'm hopping over hurdles,
making love to ____ like Urkel.
No Mira(?), no secret admirer, just me spitting fire everytime I enlighten the mic.
And right now the mic is inside, what is in your eyesight?
Lower-case i, lower than I? No one can possibly get, unless you swallow my dick while you're holding the sky up.
I guess I'm getting top from the highest of love, the highest high, can't die when I [walk in the streets]

You gotta live forever, either that or just get your shit together.
I told y'all my Stan could rip the letter, so if he tryin to get fly, I'm tryin to get by.
You might get robbed by tryin to be bi.
Nigga I'm one line like 12 o'clock, and I help the glock when I stand in front of it.
So in the afterlife you gotta stand in front of him.
HamilTON is in, and I'm a tonne of fun - says your bitch when she's landing under him.
And in the streets I'm a beast, walk through in beats on my head like seize this peace!
If y'all niggas got beef with me? S-H-OO-T ME!

I OD on these beats even when I'm OT, word to the D
Or the C-L-E.. V-ELAND, TV-LAND.
Get ready for your man when he tee-hee's and ha-ha's all over your prada,
you tryin to be the devil? Well voilà, time to disappear cuz I got,
my glock, pop-off or Popov(?).
Peter Popoff, can't watch me while I hot-sauce.
C'mon, leave a nigga in the streets, leave a bitch in the sheets.
I got chicken in my teeth, eating all these niggas,
I call these niggas niggas because they all like chicken, and I see 'em in my teeth.. kinda like frog legs.
All day, turn all broads on ??? until I'm all in they face.
Pretty nasty isn't it? But I'm classy in this bitch, get at me!

I GOT CORPORATE AMERICA IN THE STREETS, I'M GOING ALL OF AMERICA TO THE STREETS!
NOW CORPORATE AMERICA IN ALL OF AMERICA, SIT IN A STEREO WHILE I TAKE OVER THE STREETS.

Lyrics by my nigga Tom!

Some First Single Type Sh1t

2012-01-29T00:53:00.000-05:00

(CHatter)
Charles Hamilton.

(Verse 1)
I just logged off the twitter,
finished talking with all my niggas..
Or should I say fans?
Feeling like a B-Boy that couldn't breakdance.
I look good in this place, but hey, look, I'm misplaced.
The mainstream ain't me but it pays me.
May make me crazy like it hates me
but everyday the lady that made me
says "Baby, take me away from these angry,
apely, rich folk! Get home safely."
She don't care if she dies in the battlefield.
she just don't want my mind in the battlefield.
But I have a deal so I'm in the battlefield.
But my rhymes sorta have a feel....
I'm a Bob Dylan rapper, can't stop killing rappers with my honest, ill rapper skills!
That was real!
I hope this open letter has that certain mass appeal.

(Hook)
THE SAMPLE IS HARD AND THESE DRUMS ARE STOOPID!!
[Admit that it's dope!]
MY NAME IS CHARLES AND I AM MUSIC!!
[I'm living with hope!]
So since this my very first single,
I had to write a message with a jingle!
IT MIGHT NOT COME WITH A DANCE BUT I SWEAR TO WHATEVER I GOTTA COME WITH SOME FANS!!!

(Verse 2)
2-1-6 the birthplace,
2-1-2 the 'rise up from dirt' place.
7-1-8 is my workplace, working on me.
I ask myself, "Is Staten Island lurking on me??"
Maybe,
'cause I live in a world with fairies!
My girl is a fairy.
Not really but my girl is very..
Very...
My girl is Every,
electric but still very.
Many definitions, results may vary.
Off days are days Charles takes every last thought that was lost in a hard days belly.
Cleans it up.
Steams it up.
Dreams of stuff,
and writes the meanest,
toughest,
genius, public
scenes of what must be seen!!
Life through my eyes doesn't suck to me.
If only the Justice League could fucking see that the public just needs to believe!!!

(Hook)
THE SAMPLE IS HARD AND THESE DRUMS ARE STOOPID!!
[Admit that it's dope!]
MY NAME IS CHARLES AND I AM MUSIC!!
[I'm living with hope!]
So since this my very first single,
I had to write a message with a jingle!
IT MIGHT NOT COME WITH A DANCE BUT I SWEAR TO WHATEVER I GOTTA COME WITH SOME FANS!!!

(Verse 3)
Could've auditioned for 'Making The Band',
but for the sake of my manhood, I'm better off taking a stand!
And I ain't doing it to have people shaking my hands.Don't be mistaken, I'm never fake with a fan, but damn...
The choices I'm making are just a poison that's taken out of the water supply.
Sometimes it gets harder to cry.
Charles is the guy talking at night, walking with pride.
'Cause often the thought of time without me
is no other sort of thought than nonsense.
"Charles is a fly." I might be the flyer, depends.
Do you talk to this guy???
AWKWARD!
No lie,
some are stressed,
but some are blessed to see the photo of a sunset.
That's just God getting undressed.
Are we having fun yet??
It's just a single, the rest of the album ain't done yet.
ONE,
YES!!!

(Hook)
THE SAMPLE IS HARD AND THESE DRUMS ARE STOOPID!!
[Admit that it's dope!]
MY NAME IS CHARLES AND I AM MUSIC!!
[I'm living with hope!]
So since this my very first single,
I had to write a message with a jingle!
IT MIGHT NOT COME WITH A DANCE BUT I SWEAR TO WHATEVER I GOTTA COME WITH SOME FANS!!!

Lyrics by
J I
O S
S L
E A

Facebook Group?

2012-01-21T05:48:00.001-05:00

Check it out, it's like this but more social I guess. Join, chat, share opinions, and have fun. StarCHaser Central

Chuck Norris.

Barbie

2012-01-19T21:26:00.001-05:00

(Verse 1)
She was the benefit of the doubt,
she gave it to me often…
Lately I’ve been grooving to her playing me..
AWKWARD!
Conversation was A and B until she would say to me “GET LOST!”
And I would follow instructions,
no talking.
So I found myself in another ladies’ cave.
The walls of her love would never fade away!
But,
when the score is not in my favor,
I rockabye[Rock a bi] later.
Smooth Criminal,
who’s rocking my gators?
Possessive of what’s mine.
Suggestive but must I…
protect what wasn’t mine to accept this???
She was never my girl, she was my Barbie!
Hardly feel retarded being a guy playing with Barbie.
‘Cause she’s as real as plastic and as fake as Mattel!
Cop her a Corvette and she will stay for herself.
But,
then a Ken who’s just as plastic as her,
could have what he deserves.
Then again, she’s what I’m after...

(Hook)
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] won’t like it when I call you my,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE!
You ain’t even wrong, but you acting like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I call you my,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
But you acting like a…

(Verse 2)
She said she wanted to flick hop…
Meaning watch one flick and sneak into whatever flick is hot….
Which is hot!
Sex and IMAX.
3-D orgasms, best way to climax!
‘Cause at the end of the film we don’t know the plot.
But people 3 rows down got over-hot!
Overhearing her moans and jean zipping,
even hearing licking like “NO, HE DIDN’T?!?”
Yes, I did, girlfriend.
CINEMA!!
Charlie LeBeau, I star in what women love!
She knew I had a Malibu and a my size.
Tried to shut my game down,
I’m like, nice try..
She all tight wishing I was not the right guy.
Smirk on her left cheek, a tear in her right eye.
BITCH, it ain’t my fault that I’m quite fly!
And didn’t Ken say I was his Sensei???

(Hook)
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] won’t like it when I call you my,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE!
You ain’t even wrong, but you acting like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I call you my,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
But you acting like a…

(Verse 3)
She don’t love me no more because I called her bitch.
Okay Miss, I won’t call you bitch,
I’ll call you Miss…
‘Cause I miss you….
And you miss drama.
Like Ms. Drama, tell the bitch to get honest!
But I missed you with my ready, aim, fire mood.
I lay with you knowing full and well I lie to you…..
I stay with you ‘cause I’m more than willing to try with you,
but you’re one of a kind,
and that’s kinda true…….
You’re a Barbie, I’m an Autistic kid.
I find beauty in my chicken-scratch penmanship.
So if my words appear as bullshiting words, you’re on your period.
Marked by a different curve.
I assume it’s a question mark on your oh so special heart!
Don’t start with me.
Either love me unconditionally,
or tap out and say you’re getting to me….
Uhn.
Either way you’re living with me,
‘cause you my……

(Hook)
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] won’t like it when I call you my,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE!
Prolly[Probably] gon’ love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE!
You ain’t even wrong, but you acting like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I call you my,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Like it when I spoil you,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
Love me when I treat you like a,
BARBIE! BARBIE!
But you acting like a…

JOSE ISLA PRODUCTION!

Twittering About Masturbation

2012-01-18T22:56:00.001-05:00

(Verse 1)
Imagine if masturbation captured Satan in a passion contraption..
Couldn’t be a savage, all the snatch he be catching!
Wait a minute.
Evil in reverse is what we do, and it hurts for me to be such a fucking flirt.
So much of a jerk, I get a rush when I jerk..
Blush or smirk when I think of a skirt that I fucked, and jerk…..
Not to call ‘em skirts but for all it’s worth,
they want my wallet,
and made me feel like they softest purse.
Just wanted to be closer than a man ever attempted.
I am who I am, no man better attempt that:
Removing me!
My stupid ego’s so auto-zone that I thought a poem would’ve brought it home.
But no!
Here I am, on the ledge again.
Stressed but, then again when am I not [gonna] need sex again?
Or a Cocoa Butter/Lacey hand stretch again?
Eff it then!
They imaginary, let ‘em in.

(Hook)
WHO’S GONNA BE,
The thought that gets me off tonight?
Baby, come and get me off tonight.
Close your eyes and lift me off tonight!
5-4-3-2 to the One!
I ain’t tryna stop until my eyes try to run!
From not blinking and tryna Ice-Grill the sun!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!!

(Verse 2)
The sight of B,
makes me,
kinda weak.
Thighs are like a Titanic iceberg and she’s Southern-hood!
Swear I could fuck her good.
But while I’m here and stuck with a wood,
dreaming about getting her neck up on it,
I gotta chill and check up on it.
What if a nigga jack-off thinking ‘bout my daughter?
I taught her not to go around the block more than once..
Hey,
her pops was a smut..
So I could give a fuck as long as niggas is not knocking her up.
I’m decking a nigga!
Respecting her wishes,
checking the niggas for at least not protecting the digger…
Sexing my precious and making a baby stretch up her figure.
Mess up her dreams, whatever nigga!
I’m a believer,
and deeper meanings behind I’m a, I’m a, a Diva.
Doesn’t ignore Vagina appetite.
I’m a rapper, right?
My mind is sad but bright,
Saturday night……

(Hook)
WHO’S GONNA BE,
The thought that gets me off tonight?
Baby, come and get me off tonight.
Close your eyes and lift me off tonight!
5-4-3-2 to the One!
I ain’t tryna stop until my eyes try to run!
From not blinking and tryna Ice-Grill the sun!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!!

(Verse 3)
The colder it feels, you know that it’s real.
So while I’m holding my steel, my lotion feels frozen…….
TMI! Say the people who just got it.
Fuck the buck, I make the buck stop it…
Paid 5 bucks for this bootleg Booty Talk and it’s worth it.
Do I really wanna hear a groupie squawk about how she sucked off Sisqo and Lord Tariq?
WHORE, PLEASE!
Your story bores me..
More whores on DVD.
Specifically just 4, please?
4 scenes and I’m forcing,
ALL YOU NIGGAS OUTTA MY SPACE!
Got some self-love making to make.
Niggas hate my music, right?
So I felt love making was great.
I feel like Michael Phelps, just wasting away,
‘cause of the crazy shit that I did in a day.
Shit, let’s just listen for days.
And all you haters, get off my dick!
‘Cause your grip gets in the way!!!

(Hook)
WHO’S GONNA BE,
The thought that gets me off tonight?
Baby, come and get me off tonight.
Close your eyes and lift me off tonight!
5-4-3-2 to the One!
I ain’t tryna stop until my eyes try to run!
From not blinking and tryna Ice-Grill the sun!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!
IT’S JUST ME AND MYSELF IN THIS BITCH!!!

LYRICS
BY CHUCK NORRIS
Sike nah, Jose ISLA!

Chex (Outro)

2012-01-15T01:41:00.000-05:00

(CHatter)
End of the Binge...
3, ya know?
We already know.
It's only time to grow....
Ready?

(Verse)
Some of those that work forces..
are the same that burn crosses!
Starting from a "Z",
the new ZacK De La Rocha,
back to stay and say the facts straight and proper.
Considered a failure 'cause I won't give-in to a sailor.
Grinning impailed from a stick that ship sailed with.
Headed down..
Uhn,
Uhhn, Uhn,
Uhhn, Uhn.
Yo.
Headed down the funnel like downtown in the tunnel.
Sound getting pummeled when I hit the ground.
Stay afloat like a parade everyday when I smoke.
That Mary J gives me seven days full of hope!
Bullet holes in the montra of the corparate establishments collapse when we have to get it back....
After this it's a wrap!
The Binge need to retire,
the friends see that it's fire,
so 10 feet is required to bury the never-dying lit match...
Turn Forest fire!
A Kit-Kat and a gat that make CJ retire,
can't play with me Mr. San Andreas!
Ya man can play but my hands are getting geriatric.
Charlie Lemieux, on the mic I score a scary hat trick!
Like no goalie.
The beat is saying "Go Homie, OD!"
Skate around like the safety owes me.
CHL. No Ice and no owner owns me!
Praise to Gaga, we suffered the same.
Love game lovely dame, they fucked us, it rained!
Had me feeling like a sucker, me and Biscuit, when I was stuck in the rain.
Me and Chauncey when discussing the lames.
Me and Zeus when discussing getting pluged in with chains!
Me and Puff was sitting when interupting the plain thoughts and crushing what isn't being diplayed!
In other words me an my dogs stay discussing change,
treasury, therapy.
Hera-clease, Hercules.
People ain't prepared for these.
Very glee.
Gay means happy.
Happy means undefined, depressed until they nab me.
Wake me up, tap me.
Shake me up and grab me.
A kinda Rucker player but I don't get cut from the majors.
Grater the Greatest when being lazy with my statements!
Divine is the 9 I spent my childhood saving.
Spent time with my childhood savings.
The hood I was a child in blew up when I made it!
Time for the....
Uhn,
Uhhn, Uhn,
Time to find the detonators.
Those that guess instead of saying they know
so I second guess they pages.
Writing on they digital scrolls.
DOOM, depending on the mood I can defend the whole room!
Laws of Physics, Long Division, all simplistic.
The hard description of a bong and piff.
Bong water be some Pinot Grigio.
Please don't feed me though,
I pray, but I believe in the flow of me!
Deep in the ovaries I begin to go to sleep.
Wake up a baby and I'm teething but don't notice me.
So deep in like, creeping with Rosa P!
Like Ms. Parks stay seated.
I will go to the B, A-C-K like Basic Lay!
Not mispronouncing basically.
I told her lady to stay, she wanted to make a way for niggas to front legally!!!
She got locked 'cause the laws wanna beef with me!
An outlaw until the laws are out of laws!
In the mouth of broads...
Until they can't shout no more!
I play the 4 with my words, that's what the Power's for!!!
Talk about what you see, I will gauge ya jaw!
Lightswitch on ya lips, that's for mouthing off!
Funny how my lil niggas is now a boss.
Flower soft,
baking soda sour soft!
I tower walls..
foul to 'cause a power loss in those who see me shower,
and they claim that those are our bars!
Not even by luck like Powerball!
Scratch the ticket, that's the ticket, now you loud and wrong.
Niggas dying for fame, I stay alive for the grain,
to go against it!
These Hoes un one....
Uhn,
I leave these hoes winded.
Pixar can't get harder than this!
Create images and 'cause little kids to lose they smartness!
All for the green up in the market.
PBS for the world, narcissistic.
Because my target isn't to get all up in the biz,
but to be called it.
Capital "I", witness this.
Writing on a yacht, call it penmanship!
Still comfy on the train, no hindrance.
Cold innocence.
I rap on some Tom Cruise, Nicole Kidman shit!
No witnesses.
Gold-digging bitches won't get in the whip.
Me and my old niggas hit the road with a grin.
Modern day Animal House when I stand up and shout.
Privacy is a demon that stays getting handed down.
So I do what everyone does and just act clueless.
Knowing what it is I say "That's True?? SHIT!"
Black and Blue lipped from getting jabbed in the tooth.
Factor the bruises and my attitude is past being past due!
Nigga I'm tight like an expensive ass snare drum!
Hit the Hat and Pedal to the metal.
Yeah, one!
Skully or Fedora flow.
Playing Skelly with some gorgeous hoes,
or adorable girls I live doors away from.
The overtake and the undertow,
all you see(C) is H like a Hummer show.
H2 in the vicinity, wonderful!
My Porter humming to the beat 'cause she wanna flow.
I got her number like I'm cheeky when I visit.
All smiles, all the while I'm inside Piz-sist(Pissed)
Y'all get possessed, I give progress for you to PROGRESS!
Dying like FUCK DEATH!!!!

(CHatter)
Charles Hamilton,
Binge 3.....

Lyrics by Jose Isla!

Crush Proof Box

2012-01-09T15:01:00.001-05:00

(Verse 1)
The vaginalist goddess,
Monologues of awkward promises.
Her mind was lost tryna decide between Diana Ross and vitamins.
Diva or a needer(Anita) of more fever from the board-demon speaking more heat than a whore eating pork seasoned with your fingertips....
Touch it deep inside and she arrives leaving eyes bleeding.
Only I have seen the deepest height her thighs can bring a guy.
Tried to beat and only got a "Mind to speak?"
A timeless freak!
Guidance I need when riding through the streets with a dime that's not defined by the least.. She's cost provoken....
Walking lonely through the halls of homies zoning off and hoping to be poking the queen for better thoughts...
Hold me, she thinks.
Groaning in sync with chrome posted.
Frozen in heat, beating the bones of old speech.
It's time she elevated her sequence in rhyme.
Never a favorite of weaklings, this whole weekend is her's.

(Hook)
She can walk,
She can dance!
She can be whatever if you give her a chance!
*Who is she?*
*Laughs*
*What is she, to you??*
*Laughs*

(Verse 2)
She keeps her prescriptions of secrets and afflictions in-between the scriptures of her picture book.
Get a look at this.
Doctor told her take a brake.
She opted to throw the break away and use the perscription paper as paperweights!
Wind could make her float if her flow wasn't major. So she stays atop the paper to keep the wasted paper from blowing.
A frugal slut but rude to love as if she blew it up!
Detonated her mannerisms and dedicated her grammar to levitating with the Hamilton record break when it's handed for letting the break breakaway is outlandish!
Kit Kat when a track is lip smacking delicious, for instance this track is flipping ridiculous!!
And this bitch has the wick and the lit match to hit the dispatcher with patterns of ember!!!
Temper, Temper says the tenth of November.
Lower the ember, descendants of the coldest winter......

(Hook)
She can walk,
She can dance!
She can be whatever if you give her a chance!
*Who is she?*
*Laughs*
*What is she, to you??*

(Verse 3)
Her menstrual cycle is suspenseful to a psycho but in the defense of mic whose life I'm ending tonight it's simple.
Symbols and rides of guys tricking they life to be the bride getter of the bitch whose riddle is inside..
Get between her thighs, interesting..
She's a guy, get between her mind's lines you'll see she's a dying blonde!
But reading too deep into that line is a time-bomb.
Too late for that, I may in fact have signed on.
Here's a case for the wack: Fear is facing the back, which means I face the future.
Seems I'm taking the abuse..
To do what may confuse the awakening of the rude.
Stay in school baby, detention is basically cool!
Don't mention it lady, it's school.
I hear it.
Perhaps me flipping the middle is a demerit?
Or perhaps such behavior is headlights that are deerless.
Connecting with the people is a near miss........

(Hook)
She can walk,
She can dance!
She can be whatever if you give her a chance!
*Who is she?*
*What is she, to you??*

Lyrics by Jose Isla!

(Do) Break Ups

2012-01-06T04:44:00.002-05:00

Ayo I rap like I'm rich
Act like I'm shit
grab a mic to give a Satellite dish Arthritis
Rather an iCyst when I spit
I insist get off my diction
I enunciate, articulate
Demonstrate while y'all cant get it straight
My overseas chick says she coming to America (you know what that means)IN THE FACE
Dont follow my rules you will get replaced
No remorse, leave a bitch on the Interstate
but I'm a gentlemen, well a little bit
Intimate wit bitches wit women a little kid (haha)
cuz I can, I mean Its funny to
Psychology in reverse 'Dat what honeys do

GIRL YOU MAKE ME SICK I SWEAR I' TIRED OF YOU!
YOU DONT SHOW NO RESPECT TO WHAT I'M TRYNA DO!
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* Nahhh

a la la la la la la lalala la
(chuck, where you at nigga)(YO!)(Wake Up Wake Up)
Huh? What? oh, START THE VERSE!
I'm on the web so much I get on Parker's nerves
No car to swerve, I pardon her ass
grab the wheel of "Cause a crash"
we all on the curve
The Bubbles to the Mic trouble when I write
sit back like Fuck It cuz I'm right
The industry is like life in Gomorrah
old music the bible so I'm writing a Torah
I'm right before more luck, My life is a force but
Fork on the road, gotta knife for a tour bus
I'm so slow I tour-up a Tortoise
If this song doesn't make sense then It sure does

GIRL YOU MAKE ME SICK I SWEAR I' TIRED OF YOU!
YOU DONT SHOW NO RESPECT TO WHAT I'M TRYNA DO! but
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* It Dont Matter
*sample mumbles* Nahhh

I dont care how bad you are, you could be from Venus take a cab to the stars
Nice outfit, you sportin it honey
I wonder, did you get it with the Abortion money?
Oh, you didnt have an Abortion, funny
So I was making shit up, of course, Its funny(haha)
I'm writing this cuz I'm bored and hungry
and Cranky, Niggas should be happy they aint me
I spend half my time being angry
The Other time Masturbating to Amy
Oh yea I make music, okay 3
Switch but this bitch tried to play me
(play me)
(play me)
(play me)*record scratch*
(play me)
CHX

GIRL YOU MAKE ME SICK I SWEAR I' TIRED OF YOU!
YOU DONT SHOW NO RESPECT TO WHAT I'M TRYNA DO! but
(huthuthut) this T
(huthuthut) this T
(huthuthut) this Time

The Big Log Off (esc)

2011-12-31T03:48:00.002-05:00

(CHatter)
Y’all know what it is,
Charles Hamilton

(Verse 1)
Log on to see the digital domain of a nigga with no name,
You address me by my role...
Charles Hamilton!
I expect you to just know.
I’m a great listener, quick to bless you with a yes but if you disrespect me and/or are stressing me then no……
The answer to youuuuu……
*Song Restarts*

(CHatter)
Y’all know what it is,
Charles Hamilton

(Verse 1 cont….)
Log on to see the digital domain of a nigga with no name,
You address me by my role...
Charles Hamilton!
I expect you to just know.
I’m a great listener, quick to bless you with a yes but if you disrespect me and/or are stressing me then no……
The answer to your question, so?
What?
Like removing the B and adding stitches to the “ut”!
Sick of living up, getting down, now I’m getting up with *Niggas* that live it up!
But it’s a power game.
I’m sonic, I devour games!
But the powerful remain and make it a sour game by saying that it’s not our game!
I’m so PS3 the way I black but the game only respects Wii,
So We,
The upside down view of me,
Need, to just move around loose and free!

(Hook)
Honest-sTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be the leader in adversity*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To speak up for the voiceless*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To spark change in whoever*
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be what I am, forever!*

(Verse 2)
Enslaved by the pages of a CD booklet.
It’s not that easy to be looking for credit,
Especially when you weren’t there for development!
I said it to an A&R.
Hence my need to be hooked in the connection between your ears, iPod, neck, and a beat!
I’m dope like a free-base high!
Ending the game, (A) a(N)d (A)(R)s are like (C)(H), (Y)why?!?
When’s the last time you took a look at ANARCHY get ya hands off me
I’m standoffish!
In a standoff a common man talks shit.
I stand on ‘em all ‘til they fall and land on they hands in a long pit of dog *Shit*
Tell ‘em hold that crap ‘til you niggas bring that old rap back!
Old hip hop, I feel it.
And old rap died when I said I liked *______* so I killed it!
On some who shot the sheriff!
But word to *______* Nu-Hop will never perish!

(Hook)
Honest-sTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be the leader in adversity*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To speak up for the voiceless*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To spark change in whoever*
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be what I am, forever!*

(Verse 3)
First thing’s first, remove Khaled from any mic, ANYWHERE!
Tell him play songs only if he really cares,
About the kids going hard for no reason.
Happy to be so hood, smart but you don’t see it!
Tell Flex, with all due respect,
We call you the best ,
And all you do is stretch the first 30 seconds of a well-paid for record!
Someone calls you and requests it…
If that even happens!
Then the record is a success.
The record exec then calls you with a check.
Radio listeners: It’s all true, accept it.
Maybe that’s why my songs always get rejected???
As if they really could blind me with some fake shit!
I got the whole city behind me on some Drake shit!!!
I’m awake and y’all sick.
Charles Hamilton, Escape(Esc)

(Hook)
Honest-sTYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be the leader in adversity*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To speak up for the voiceless*
FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
*To spark change in whoever*
Means,
I’m FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!
*To be what I am, forever!*

Lyrics by Jose Isla!!

Larry King Live

2011-12-30T04:27:00.000-05:00

(CHatter)
I read somewhere that me going into deep thought is bad for me..
Alright, whatever.
.......Is it bad for you?

(Verse 1)
White House leaders,
blast this in your White House speakers.
Right now I'm about to ether!
I now find the kind of government we live in,
smothering the love of citizens and they had enough of it!
What???
This nigga's only a kid.
He must've wrote this stoned, with mad homies in the crib.
The only accident is that I been trapped and asking shit.
Throwing a rapper fit,
A real nigga activist!
Went to Atlanta on the Clark-Atlanta campus.
Hard to watch the poverty, my heart could hardly stand it!
The resident's complacent,
make low-class a pleasant situation.
Blessed because they patient.
Now at the same time.. (We bo, we bo, we both know that!)
We want a bright future, we won't go back.
Covering ground,
never fucking around.
This is a new day and you loving the sound!

(Hook)
Everybody knows it's time (to) move on!
Everybody knows we all just gotta move on!
A-Move On-On,
Move On-On!
Get over it...
Whatever it is, whatever it is!

(Verse 2)
Ayo Barack,
my paranoia lies in the eyes of the paranoid crying 'cause the lies the guys that..
Avoided confronting.
Enjoy it or something,
(but) this ain't a little toy that you running.
Niggas live here!
I ain't a little boy, I'm annoying, a hunnid.
Pardon me for having a little joy in my stomach.
My woman said she had a little boy in her stomach..
Her man flipped, no unemployment was coming!
Resources meet morbid reassortments of whats important.
We sport the street course..
That you gotta walk, if you gonna talk alot as you walk around the block of New York.
I'm cocky of course.
Bad choice of words, I just gotta watch where I walk.
Possible flaw, society lost!
Type in the clause and all types of rewards!
That ain't right 'cause the rightful end up stifled with a riffle in they jaw!
Call it injustice!
So ingest this,
let's begin justice!

(Hook)
Everybody knows it's time (to) move on!
Everybody knows we all just gotta move on!
A-Move On-On,
Move On-On!
Get over it...
Whatever it is, whatever it is!

(Verse 3)
Niggas snitch on themselves when they be rapping!
Helpless to imagine the shells that they be packing.
Tell you they will blast ya melon back into the 70's!
Blast you back to the matter,
send you to Hell in a casket!
With such lies and irrelevant facts,
does it matter if the President is Black???
That....
Is why I'm more concerned to see if the President is wack.
If the Cabinet is passing the rhetoric, ask him.
I'll never be passive but I'm better with rapping.
Never take a glance at the Legislative branch.
But yes we did put another meaning on Executive!
My bars are so Judicial soldiers throw a fit!
Hold ya fist!
Know this shit'll be over quick.
I'm so the shit!
..........
Charles Hamilton.

(Hook)
Everybody knows it's time (to) move on!
Everybody knows we all just gotta move on!
A-Move On-On,
Move On-On!
Get over it...
Whatever it is, whatever it is!

Lyrics By - JOSE ISLA!

The Incomplete Circle (U)

2011-12-25T18:12:00.000-05:00

[Verse I]
I wish I could be rich and still live in Harlem
But I can't be rich and still live in Harlem with no problems
So I stick with stardom
Livin's harder if you're smarter than wishin' you could live in Harlem rich and get no problems
Me and HCho smoked ourselves into yesterday, and made the present
Future haters just step away
We see life in a screen made of plasma
Even created athsma so this song could take your breath away
I give up is something that we would never say
Every day we levitate the feather way
But the weather may cause drifts
All this concious shit for y'all kids talkin' nonsense
Retarded
Nigga slow up, but even retarded niggas grow up
As the wind blows down my back, I reach within myself
I think I found my lack of faith

[Hook]
And it all comes from you
The incomplete circle
Who the hell are you?
Why are you inside me circle?

[Verse II]
How real can I be before they kill me?
I see they lookin' guilty, but me I'm feelin' built recently
Niggas took turns breakin' my trust
That's why I'm breakin' my buds on a plate full of love
And I'm pissed they violated the dutch
The one I poured my heart into, they would rape it with lust
But it's cool, I learned something new
The purp was high enough so now I burn something blue
Guess I'm a cop after all, but cop that in the fall
My top hat couldn't fall if they blew me
I don't care if it was cryptic
The perpetrators of this sick shit can't miss it so nah
I ain't actin' different, I just walk smoother
So much for trippin'
Let your guilt be the reason we dap zone out
Motherfucker start receivin' this rap
From the soul

[Hook]

[Verse III]
I'm a check to some, no respect from some
Put 'em in check here's an extra one
The following 'Suck my dick' goes to the niggas that say the love my shit
Look at the budget and then try to cut my shit
Then question the fact that it was just my shit that got me here
So here:
Suck my dick, yeah, use a lotta spit
But you probably dehydrated 'cuz you suck a lotta dick
Got it prick? Not a scent, no cologne around me
So keep your fuckin' Blackberry phone around me
I know you know about me
Roam around free, clothes is wild pink
Murder me, I dare you
Oh wait, how the fuck you gon' blow without me?
I'm the win
...Next time you hear my name

[Hook]

From Rap Genius.

Commercial Break

2011-12-22T13:45:00.001-05:00

(CHatter)
Multiple Take Hamilton!
What's that, MTH?
THREEEEE! HAHAHAAA

(Verse 1)
Back to life,
Back to reality,
Back to back baskets, top draft in the Lottery!
Probably wack 'cause cats got my salary looking topless.
But past that, I'm back on top,
The worst team....
Got an investment in the prodigy!
The profit for a prophet does not make sense to me...
Poppin' is not to watch the Stock Market drop,
But I can cop saying cop and cop a squat on the probably!
Which probably means I only know what can be known.
But I hold close 'til my cold holds me with the chrome!
Blast on who's watching me 'cause I don't need an audience telling me that I ought to be pleasantly
happy with all the pleasantries given by the peasants who drink blood from beamed up thinking!
Ink in the pen and I’m beasting!
Beats on my head? No, beats on my mind!
Just me and the peace of mind my beats bring!
I can be the best but I bring my A-Game.
So merely saying I am a beast is a shame!
Playing games? Nah.
I lay game formats..
Stay in the lane of a doormat!
Who’s knockin’?
Albums are stocked so now who’s droppin’?
The new option,
Root for who’s floppin’!
The Dixie Chicks with 60 and some chips.
Then they won wild Grammy’s and quickly they was the shit,
Like…..

(Hook)
Oh-Kay Baby,
Oh-Oh-Kay Baby,
Oh-Oh-Kay Baby,
What you want me to say?
…..
Oh-Oh-Kay Baby,
Oh-Oh-Kay Baby,
What you want me to say?
I ain’t going anywhere, stay tuned!
After these messages we’ll be right…..

(Verse 2)
Ba-Ba-Ba-Ba-Back up on an early in the morning kind of yawn break!
All great!
All say I’m great all day!
Fall wait…
I don’t wanna drop, I wanna get dropped!
I’m the engineer, listen to the sick drop.
Pick rocks and lick dirt,
I’m sick, FIRST!
This verse is a pig in a skirt,
Niggas is hurt!
So greedy with the Indian percussion!
Really wasn’t nothing,
I get in so quit rushing!
Pick up a brick in Tetris,
Ya own lane, won’t go away!
Dope but no migrane.
So no Rogaine,
No propane,
No gas.
I won’t say what hoes say,
When I Jose’,
Canseco they whole box!
No stopping, I go past their soul when I get it in!
Find new divinity when I ain’t in they kitty so tell me,
Who’s listening?
Y’all can wear magnums, I wear Desert Eagles!
Better than deep , I aim for the head in the prequel!
Left for a week to see that so many people were so thirst for the sequel they went medieval!
We wrote murder, me and she, see it!
Angela Lansbury, I just spilled the secret.
Hands in the air berry, I bet I bang a Halle!
Hall on E, baby call on me!
C-eon Phelps, I’m a Charles gone freak!
Now Charles is all free, we all gone sleep,
6 feet past sleeping 6 feet deep!
Shit, please retweet I am the deepest in the streets!
And this instrumental is Red Bull for the retards.
All my niggas in D-yard, sleep hard.
But don’t beat another nigga and treat him like he a sweetheart,
Be a man! Beat a nigga with the free bars!
Not violent, don’t even promote it.
But if you gonna hurt him don’t drop the soap it,
No wiz!
And if he try to bite it kick him in the teeth if he bite the,
AH SHIT…………

(CHatter)
I probably should like, finish this verse……
NAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!
Just guess, I’m blacking!
Charles Hamilton!
Niggas is gonna be mad at me if I finish this verse.
TWHOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
Lets Go…….
……………………………………………….

(Hook)
What you gonna do without that cozy little pillow called a label?
Cozy little pillow called a label..
Cozy little pillow called a label…
Everybody wanna know,
Everybody wanna know,
Everybody wanna know,
Everybody wanna know……………..

Lyrics Contributed by... JOSE ISLA JR!

Nyomi, like...

2011-12-17T06:06:00.002-05:00

9th Wonder

Yo 9th Im on my last, dundun dundun dun
Shit mean too
uhn
Here we go

Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?(I don know but It makes me Pink)
Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?(On Facebook)
Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?

This From the top of the thread, Obviously its from the top of the head
You be out in London, Tea and Crumpets
and I just wanted to have someone to keep me company
last name Whittleton, a little kiss from you in a little bit
And If you got a Third Eye you just heard it
Hair Perfect and A wordsmith
Nyomi, you could of been my only now I'm lonely
why lonely, cuz I aint got Moni
I aint got you, I got alotta Mo-ney
but you sent you sent me a tupac vid saying I's rather be a nigga,
after you broke up with me
Now Twitter is all I got to relate to chicks
cuz this is some crazy shit
Her last message said why? you deserve everything and more
but baby you was kinda what I stand for
Afro-centric but Light skinneded so In a light minute I might get finish
She also said you did not do anything wrong though
but baby I'm doing this song so, I don't even know why you would think that
but think back, I told you I would wife you, and my pink cat friend said he likes you too
so maybe he can bag you but I would be dumb mad I he piped you
cuz you never had one, so I'm mad dumb
You mad young, Feeling your age
Facebook girl I'm feeling your page
I'm still in a rage
Still in a cage
rage against the machine, but anyway
wrong band, damn
Smashing Pumpkins
Didn't Think about Smashing you Pumpkin
Just Rubbin your hair
Laying at night
The Hook is kinda tight *phone rings*
Yo who callin me, damn I'm Tight
Real quick, I don't even know who sent this shit *phone rings*
Thats two messages aint that a bitch
Yo when this Hook comin in, goddamn

Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?(I don know but It makes me Pink)
Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?(On Facebook)
Ayo why did Nyomi break up with me?(I don know but It makes me Pink)

November 10th 2011

2011-12-17T04:23:00.002-05:00

[Main Verse]
I glow. So I don’t care if dude is my son.
Jake One. I’m using my gun.
Stay, son. Abuse is my fun.
A-1. Treat music like gum. Steak, to some.
I’m healthy. No using my gums.
Wait for none. Stay awake to cum on the face of a bum.
Place her with a one. Chase her with my tongue.
She’s my music. My steak. I do stay away.
Jewish is my waves (get it?). I pull through and fade.
Ruin the fake. Blue is my waist.
My boo is Blue and she do get away with saying the most foolish of statements.
Who’s in my way? Move them away. I’m stupid. Stupid is great.
But you stupid niggas is playin.
Too many ways to say I’m the movement of the game.
Chang and Chung don’t like me.
Shoot in their face with the tool in the place of bamboo rolled with haze.
I sumo for days. I do roll the haze. Too close to the grave.
Shoot foes in the brain. New hoes on my “thang”.
Doing shows in a Range. Moving slow to the fame.
UFOs in my lane. Beautiful is my name.
Using coke as the flame for the dope in my veins.
You should know my name. Who don’t? Are you lame?
Woo smoke hits a plane. Knew, know, it’s the same.
Blue coastal waves. Lose? Nope. You’re gay.
Just for hoping I would fade.
I’m nowhere close to going
Nigga...

[Chorus]
Work Dat Ass Hoe!(x12)
Lately I've been SUCH an asshole, but I
Work Dat Ass Hoe!(x2)

[Chorus]
Work Dat Ass Hoe!(x12)
Lately I've been SUCH an asshole, but I
Work Dat Ass Hoe!(x2)

NinÝƒol del Infierno (Hell Boys)

2011-12-14T14:46:00.001-05:00

Better understand your kids before they go M.I.A….

Her father was a priest.. Mother was a maid..

Only child; they believed rubbers are the way.

Because of their religion her father felt she was a big mistake,

She was made when they fucked in 12th grade.

Since then her pops changed his life..

The dame he popped became his wife.

Mom was the classroom slut, pass two dutches and her high will make her think she’d have to fuck.

Her daughter admired that, ‘that’s what’s up’..

In her mind she wishes she could be catchin’ up

But daddy wasn’t having it - locked her in her room.

Attempted suicide once so he locked all the cabinets..

Mad as shit, but what could she do?

Praying life was a lie ‘cuz she was stuck with the truth.

Screaming out in her mirror, letting the demons out..

So she dreamed about sneaking out, laughing with the (hell boys)….

One night after watching comedy central commercial for girls gone wild

She plotted to get loose and be one of them girls gone wild.

The girl crawled out of her window with no clever ideas to explain her disappearance.

Before she left she took a look in the mirror..

Fixed her cleavage, powdered her lips..

Zipped her jeans and breezed it to the dark part of town where hearts’ll drown..

“Fuck love”.. See what her father started now?

She was forced to wear pink, in fact.. Her outfit was pink and black.

She was scared - Maybe them hell boys are gonna think it’s wack.

Scraped her knees when she hopped the fence, this bitch ain’t got no sense..

Maybe she does, but not common sense

Since her being common made the plot for this, she screams

“someone take me to the (hell boys)”…

They appeared.. Jumping from the trees.

Something made her cheese, she wanted to believe..

Cuz one of them resembled her pops..

He was glowing a lot.. His darkness had grimness of Pac.

She hated her father.. He was the only nigga to pop her precious vagina, still a minor.

But this guy had eyes of promise, she couldn’t help but believe that this guy was honest.

He walked closer.. Extended his hand, she couldn’t stand.

She felt so light headed.. Then it dawned on her - she was tripped.

Before she knew it, she was hit with a brick - she was tricked.

She woke up tied to a cross upside down. Surprised and lost, she spoke in tongues.

Cut his own wrist, bled in her mouth, made her suck her own tits..

Cut her throat, kissed her, and screamed “score one for the (hell boys)……

If they lose you, you lose them. Remember that… Charles Hamilton.”

Lyrics contributed by........GRAPHIK

The F Word

2011-12-02T19:55:00.005-05:00

[Charles talking]
“Alright, see this for the fellas. All my fellas stand up. Let's talk to the ladies.”

[Verse 1]
They all so sexy, sweet, and petite,

but they all won't let me be what they need,
cause I'm such a great friend.

I hate when I hear that! Always starts with her needs.
Hear that. They glare back and the conversation begins.

I think I bagged her, she thinks,
“I gotta make him my friend.”

Now they’re taking me into their world, feeding me poison,
all of this and I aint even her boyfriend.

I just want a chick, dime in the face and a body,
down to earth, but would climb into space to understand what I’m saying sometimes,
cause I black out, spazz out to ask the baddest chick,

but when I get turned down I get all mad and shit,
but I just stand there and smile like “I understand.

You’re used to being single and you don’t want a man.
” This is what I get for being a fuckin’ friend!

[Chorus]
(Charles imitating female voice/female persepective)
“You’re a really sweet guy. You’re cute, you’re talented, and very intelligent, and we can talk about anything.
I can open up to you. I’m in love with you, but…. not the way that you’re in love with me.
I mean... you’re almost like a brother to me.
It’s better off that way trust me then. I guess what I’m saying is let’s just be...“
Aw… fuck outta here.

[Verse 2]
It’s always the buddy speech, a million and one reasons why they not in love with me.

Why they got no problems when I touch and squeeze?

But, when I ask for a kiss, it’s always on the fuckin’ cheek?

They tell me they problems.

I listen intently, innocently, but I’m feeling so empty.

These feelings present me with an option.

We can stop talking and become more than friends, or just stop talking.

But, I do neither cause I’m such a sucker.

I stick around and let my heart down with high hopes.

Losin’ my mind I feel like a psycho and it feels like I might choke every time I hear a girl say-

[Chorus]
“You’re a really sweet guy. You’re cute, you’re talented, and very intelligent, and we can talk about anything. I can open up to you. I’m in love with you, but…. not the way that you’re in love with me. I mean.. you’re almost like a brother to me. It’s better off that way trust me then. I guess what I’m saying is let’s just be-“
Fuck you

[Verse 3]
Well, okay lady maybe I’ve been a bit hasty.

It’s just that I’m a little bit crazy about you.

Okay a lot of bit crazy, but you’re not gonna take me serious.

It’s always “Here he is my best friend.

I can call him over for sex when I need it.”

And I can’t believe that you’re that damn conceited,

but whatever I guess that’s the damn reason.

But, I remember I was there every time you cried,

had to hide my pride and dry your eyes,

gave you advice whenever a guy would lie.

Basically when you were hurt I was by your side (singing: “by your side”)

But, why should I be strung along like a dumb whore?

At your front door, knowing damn well I want more. (“I want more!”)

Love is a game. See how easily you lose?

Oh, now you want me to be your boo? I’m sorry, but-

[Chorus]
(in Charles’ perspective)
I’m a really sweet guy. I’m cute, talented, and very intelligent and we can talk about anything. You can open up to me. You’re in love with me. But, not the way that I’m in love with you. I mean… I’m almost like a brother to you. It’s better off that way trust me then. So, you’re right I guess we should just be friends.

[Charles talking]
“Truly yours, Charles Hamilton.”
“Let’s ride out.”
“ Bitch…”

Shoutout(x2) To Adam Brown Great Job!!

CATS Said I Can Diss You (9th is cool tho)

2011-11-28T12:08:00.004-05:00

(Intro)

Mr. Massa!!

I think you gotta do the I think you gotta explain the dollar bill thing,
I'm just gonna tell everybody else what else is you know, haha
9th
9th

We the tag team Champions right now 9th wonder and Charles Hamilton, ugh

(Verse 1)
Ross and Jeezy sucked Jigga dick,
Y'all can tease me I don't give a shit
BMF, what up. Come fund the sun of a gun
whether cool or not I'm still number one
Jada said everyone's garbage, suck it
balls pop in and outta your mouth Mr. Bucket
in one more bar Drake is Kirby Puckett
Wayne pulled out his weasel and dreesle happily puffed it
Keri Hilson's substance is sucking dick
and Wack-Khalifa gets T-bagged by his publicist
Shove It bitch
booty hole so big nothing fits and
Waka Flocka has sex with a Fucking fish
Sword fish in his ass for spittin trash
Say this shit in class and get a laugh, them niggas trash
Cudi is trash, went to his show and Spazzed, Joe Laugh
Quote Ye, "Kiss my whole ass, but(t) no way"
Skip the whole class, no mistake and I poke satin and I'm
(Come on)

(Hook)
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!

(Verse 2)
Ayo fuck Biggie fuck Pac, He was just with me
I'll leave Mr. Teak shitty no Eric Jerome Dickey
Your mobile phone wont roam with me
I'm ill Dole-y, I don't need Simone with me
Hey Jam Master J, I scratch way faster
Playback has to escape from my Rapture
Jazzy Jeff is actually wayy blacker
May have captured back in the day, but lay in black dirt
Em is trash, First, now he's like "That hurt"
Fuck Bishop Bonner and half of that church
I carry niggas so long my back hurts
Yung Nate dont want gun play, he want Cum in Tongue play
he's gayer than Bishop Bonner on a Sunday
What you want J?- Z or Dilla
believe I'm a Killer
who else I gotta murder for the Scrilla, Nigga

(Hook)
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!
Send shots, Blacca Blacca, Pop a noggin like I'm not supposed to!!!

10pm Lockup

2011-10-14T22:59:00.003-04:00

Bipolar activist high and low backflips
high-coasting accidents regarding the wave
i'm the Max B (Sp?) of maxi-pad bleeding
snap on each track and ask for a beating
I relapse on Jack Daniels
squeeze capsules of breathing in the back of my teeth
my scratch has my penis bleeding
but i'm a pee (Sp?) clean bastard
I burn lady liberty for being me
her candle still yearns and these children learn
my pills learn to chill but chill, yearn first
I miss Porter, very badly
we haven't spoken in so long it's scary actually
I left cos I could barely have she
does she still love geriatric me?
this theatrical scene is only magical when it's we
a Sonya Blade kiss of death finishes me
i'm still going
and my heart is still snowing
my chest is still glowing

welcome to the confines of my heart
welcome to the confines of my heart

peace to Tyler, peace to SonSon
i'm still dumb young but an old school rhymer
I took over NY like Slimer
painting the city pink with a blue primer
I won't lie I took a shiner was shining
fine then cut a deck and go find him
no cheque to cut so his other work doesn't measure up
meanwhile i'm never messing up
my work is like...
my work is first class like x-men
my worst enemy is my best friend
my metal friend steps in to protect then his flesh gets stretched thin
escape death how is what I say to my now when only death checks in
i'm out of words but never out of verbs
I want fear to get out of my nerves
I spend most of my holidays locked away
a lot of days tolerating games my father play
somethings I gotta try not to say
everything else comes out in honest ways
but I gotta say

welcome to the confines of my heart
welcome to the confines of my heart
only you can dive into my heart
you ain't going nowhere without me
you ain't going nowhere without me

you can't see my dick like Peter Griffin
same song writer asking if we need religion
royalising (Sp?) women, same time sleeping with them
keeping them interested in leaving when finished
I thought Civil was the one, same with Simone Marshall (Sp?)
to pick one and to say woman are a car show
sacrificing bad vices good wishes
hood rib tips, they some good bitches
and I move one
Karron (Sp?) and Simone, no cat scan, just battling alone
you ever have a battle with a loan?
I would much rather get the chrome than be rattling my dome
but ratchets leave you blown
love blows me away
just hold me and say everything is okay
in the most OD of ways
I pick some, I choose sim
I win some, I lose none

welcome to the confines of my heart
welcome to the confines of my heart
only you can dive into my heart
yo
you ain't going nowhere without me
you ain't going nowhere without me

Lyrics...by...Toby...Woods

Shameless 2012 Campaign Speech

2011-10-14T22:58:00.002-04:00

Ima have niggas stuck like

what's sitting up right

having y'all living a muck

and I ain't taking about pokemon

cos niggas be reversing my shit, so I know my stroke is on

having niggas hoping wrong

sometimes i'm seeing niggas smoking wrong

nigga I be like I hope it's wrong

going on and on but I know i'm strong

damn, did I just slip

niggas give a fuck when a nigga throw a discuss

nigga throw a fit then just discuss what justice is

when a thrown fit gets blown

nigga now my whole shits blown

pause, now a nigga gotta get grown

of course, in front of all of y'all

since I was how many feet tall

still seeing straight nigga everything clear

still seeing straight nigga

and if I got, awww fuck I fucked up

but since half my shit is hot, I guess y'all niggas is all stuck up

expecting me to clean my shit all the time

i'm the meanest with my demeanor and I spit all the time

so i'm cleaning my demeanor like i'm my bunk

and these niggas acting like i'm cleaning my junk

i'm on some mean stuff nigga steam up some skunk

maybe I can lay and dream of a monk

beautiful monk, wonderful liar

wonder if the fire I provide is fire enough

to get you to back the fuck up

or go the fuck in if I say you must

by the way you musty and I love it, this must be love

what kind of luck does he have

still seeing straight nigga vision is clear

and in the middle of shining I get hit with some fear

as if I got hit with some beer

listeneres cheer

I don't know if i'm getting a jeer or if i'm gonna be the best spitter of the year

but make it clear

I got ruled by a Derulo (?)

on radio, shit wasn't cool yo

now i'm looking like a fool cos i'm some dudes cujo

and a friend to a new pro

holy shit it's NewCo

here we go over and over

as I look at my view, wow

one long trail trail, and this could be a song derailed

now since when do I start doing the stretching the voice untill you ruin the listeners view of what you giving them

I mean that's not what i'm trying to make them but shit

aww shit

alright

still seeing straight nigga vision is clear

wow, oh

yeah

but y'all know

Lyrics by Toby Woods

Spinal Cords On Repeat

2011-10-14T22:57:00.002-04:00

I know y'all been waiting in patience for oh so long

(here I am)

This is more than a beat with words, this is more than a song

(here I am)

You can't hold me back i'm a monster and i'm way too strong

(way too strong, way too strong)

Shouldn't even put a hook on this shit

fuck a hook i'm a fish and i'm looking for chips

that bail money like I just robbed money and just paled(?) money

and threw money on the fucking thid rail money

i'm the currency, hail money

i'm hungry, the food is stale but i'm real hungry

what the fuck I need to shower for

i'm on hour 4, plus 20 and i'm stuck at this cowards door

yes CO, we know, you gonna let us out in a second cos my mouth is so reckless

for now i'll show remorse; i'm sorry for what I said

next time i'm in the airport niggas is fucking dead

yeah, kill them with kindness then you surprise them

when they screening me tell them eat a penis b

then walk off, I mean hey, it ain't a bomb threat

the pink lavalamp ain't even drop the bomb yet

that's a whole bunch of fire-ass singles

so can it damn it; I make you perspire mad pringles

i'm sorry if this verse was too retarded for ya

but when's the last time I ever put out garbage for ya

am I janitor? you don't ever pay me to put out garbage

but garbage is in my way; so look out garbage

i'm only happy when it rains

if you happy for my pain I hope your daddy's sick with AIDS

and he made you swallow cum for lunch

and you get your AIDS test during Sunday brunch

and when it comes back positive

you got to go to church

and pray forgiveness for thinking about responding to this verse

and it's about to get worse, cos second verse is ada beec(?)

ima make your shit hurt, nigga disperse

I know y'all been waiting in patience for oh so long

(yeah, we gon' cut that, we gon' cut that hook short)

dig this though

How much harder can I go before you shut up

shut up, fuck up, like what up(?)

so what up, i'm a nerd from the gutter

my words are like butter, it deserves to be cut up

dissected, just so you can digest it

yes it's Charles, AKA Mr fuck up your cholesterol

I bet your own heart won't even get involved

you better farting for gas, let it off

I was born in the 216, rep the 212

so do you want shit

i bet the nigga that write for you don't really give a holy shit about your life

so nigga chew on this

niggas claim to be dogs and wolves

they bark is good, but they can't even walk the hood

well nigga, i'm Sonic the pitbull with a pink leash

and rabies, get a clue nigga, Jenkies(?)

And on that note, y'all already know what's about to happen

turn it up, and turn yourself down

Charles Hamilton

Lyrics by, Toby Woods.

Bide A Wee

2011-10-14T22:56:00.005-04:00

(Verse 1)
My shit is hard, by spitting bars,

I beat your ass with a fuckin' Taylor Swift guitar

It's bizzaire, is this Charles?

Bitch I boss, the district Ross is getting picked off

Iluminati, I was getting pissed off

they letting every mother fucker get involved

from Chris Cross, to Chris Paul to Chris Bosh

I feel like feel like Christopher Cross, just sailing

I'm galactical fuck where you're hailing

Omen 4 noone is more impaling

I got a lot to say, in a lot of ways

The best head I ever got came from Dr. Dre

No pause, dude is like a lady

Don't diss me in the music like a baby

It's true i'm suicidal shady

my pills got me moving like i'm 80

(Hook)

Here, puppy wuppy wuppy wuppy
Here, puppy wuppy wuppy

Let me give you some...

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Y'all little niggas, every last one of y'all little niggas, give me some .....

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

(Verse 2)

Deadmau5 is the new Daft

I'm Sonic, too fast but there's glue in my path

My shoes are rad i'm not a new fad

And due to my dad, Matt's my new dad

I won't diss certain niggas out of fear;

Can we still be cool? Fuck outta here

I'm raising Chris Rivera without raising a fist an amazing era this is, post jail

I hope it goes well

Sober? Nope

These pills are so swell

Lithium breakfast, Depakote memories

Zyprexa is my Coke and Hennessy

Dope is sick of me

Hopeless with disease

Smoking in the breeze

Focused on the sea

Floating up on the seas

I got sevens choices

Hells flames on a blunt

Hearing heaven voices

(Hook)

Here, puppy wuppy wuppy wuppy
Here, puppy wuppy wuppy

Let me give you some...

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Y'all little niggas, every last one of y'all little niggas, give me some .....

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

(Bridge)

All a nigga need is a whistle, let me hear 'hey Charles we miss you'

I am the one with the base, like when tongues hit your face

want me to stay?

all a nigga need is a whistle, let me hear 'Charles we miss you'

I am the one with the base, like when the tongue hits your face

play me

want me to stay?

(Hook)

Here, puppy wuppy wuppy wuppy
Here, puppy wuppy wuppy

Let me give you some...

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Y'all little niggas, every last one of y'all little niggas, give me some .....

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses

Puppy kisses-Puppy kisses

Lyrics by, Toby Woods.

Mr. Popper's Penguins

2011-10-11T04:21:00.051-04:00

[Intro]
... And I ain't even see the movie.

...

[Verse 1]
I'm the rap Holyfield.
I stay gettin' "bitten".
Did I spit the line before?
Okay. It was written.
With pen and paper, I get so graceful and smitten, I can take my written to dinner, and pay to hit it.
My verse is like, "The dollar is paper, and I'm paper. Am I bi?"
I fold my verse in two, and call it using spanish fly.
Smokin' dandelions.
Locked up, AND I'm high.

Destiny glued my hand to her thigh.
Damn, I'm fly.
My verse is like, "DAMN, guy! Answer my question! Am I BI?!"
I said, "You're "straight" up, F*CKIN' ILL."
And I make free music, so keep f*ckin' STILL.
Caught chlamydia, but I keep F*CKIN' still.
I get it up like a Rude Boy.
Trust my skills.

Lust is ill.
I give my verse a couple bills.
It hugs me for being so f*ckin' ill...

[Chorus]
My bars are Mr. Popper's Penguins...

...

My beats are Mr. Popper's Penguins...

...

I get it poppin, I'm poppin, I get it poppin.
I'm Mr. Poppers, let's get it. I get it poppin.

I'm cooler than a penguin's armpits...
?Me and my penguins get it poppin'. I'm poppin'. Let's get it.?

[Verse 2]
When my ear hits the ring floor?
I hear myself get asked what I sing for.
I give a mean roar.
My roar, demeans roars.
But in a fight? I go down, like 3 Doors.
I should swing more.
...
Or maybe I should think less.
I'm so high, I could drink meth at a pee test.
I'm locked up and sober.
Prescribed lithium again. Eyes lookin' pretty slim again.
An idiot to them, but them are idiots, so, then again.
Jamarris was real.
Yellow is caution.
I stare at the thought, and I further glare at being nauseous.
I'm on prison precaution.
My friends are my beasts...
A-
SH*T. My BEATS.
Same sh1t.

At least.

My brothers are my bars, and both of them f*ck with me always.
I get 'em stuck in your mind's hallway.

Echo like Boyd.
Never light noise.

Karma's vagina is extra tight and moist...

[Chorus]

[Outro]
Somewhere between genius and pathetic...
...
Only fellow geniuses would get it...
...
Everybody's not a genius, so forget it...
...
So give a pathetic genius some credit...

Smokey Robinson's L

2011-09-24T08:17:00.003-04:00

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

2011-09-24T07:17:00.004-04:00

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?

2011-09-24T06:13:00.003-04:00

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

2011-09-24T03:03:00.002-04:00

[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

2011-09-24T02:47:00.001-04:00

[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)

Decency Police (OD'n)

2011-09-09T08:27:00.019-04:00

[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.
Let 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

2011-09-09T05:37:00.003-04:00

[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*

(Have) Midget Mobile

2011-09-03T16:17:00.002-04:00

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

Tax Evasion

2011-09-02T22:14:00.019-04:00

[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*

Humble Beginnings

2011-09-01T18:16:00.005-04:00

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)

Cinematic Hallucinations (Intro)

2011-08-31T10:52:00.003-04:00

Good evening And welcome to another episode of Cinematic
Hallucinations. I am your host, Conner Harrington. Tonight were
Going into the Vaults to show you a rare Gem from the Hamiltonian
Archives. Here's Charles Hamilton, Staring In his best movie you've
never heard of till tonight called,"Well Isn't this Awkward". The movie
Stars Hamilton as a homeless musical Drifter Who shares a Paranomally
Romantic bond with a well to-do Socialite. They have never verbally
spoken but Hamilton Is often walking down the Neighborhood she
Resides. Through this Supernatural Connection She can stare at the
ground from several Stories In the air, and see him and Vice Versa
One day, his music's brought to the Attention of the building owner
and hes Invited Up to the Penthouse, Where he only has One shot
to Sweep the woman of his Dreams off her feet.Rumor has it that he
was in a totally different Time period and Dimension during to film
this movie. Another Strange fact is that the lead actress has never
revealed herself Even after filming the movie, Perhaps shes In rehab
as most Hollywood figure Who go down the wrong path. But no one
knows who she Is, or am I just playing Dumb.Without further Ado
I present to you the Modern day musical Classic "Well Isn't This Awkward"

I just want to See your face again
I just want to be where we could spend
Time Needing Each other, Getting to know
What we need to know

I just want to See your face again
I just want to be where we could spend
Time Needing Each other, Getting to know
What we need to know

I just want to See your face again
I just want to be where we could spend
Time Needing Each other, Getting to know
What we need to know

I just want to See your face again
I just want to be where we could spend
Time Needing Each other, Getting to know
What we need to know

I just want to See your face again
I just want to be where we could spend
Time Needing Each other, Getting to know
What we need to know

You Too

2011-08-30T17:08:00.002-04:00

First drug was Flintstones Kids Vitamin,
I used to eat a bottle If my mom would leave a bottle out
Mom found it out and I was banned from the cabinet
Never had a chance to enhance but I imagined it
Went from Vitamins to moms mental health pills
She felt Ill, and I got it cause It felt real
Wanted to know why my mother was Trippin,
a fatherless Daughter that's stuck In a Mothers position
Publicly trippin
2nd grade, Didn't fuck with niggas,
They laughed when my mother came to pick me up in Slippers
Baggy Sweatshirt, Funky Sweatpants,
What made It worst is when she saw me she said lets Dance
Diagnosed as a Schizophrenic, (I understand mom)
She was lost in hell, I just kissed (???) in it
I was an Ugly nerd Obsessed with a lovely bird
and a brain plagued with muddy words

You know I love my mother,
I just, I never got a chance to express How that shit felt, You know
like, In that time period
"Ma' I love you, I Precede Your strength, On Everything I love thank you"

Smoke blunts like the weed wasn't rolled In it
Couldn't roll but my bowl overflowed with It,
I had no business Doing Dro, then It got too beautiful
Started using Blow, If you aint know I gotta Home in a UFO,
If you where Close to me, You could go with me
but If not you move to slow, back to the matter baby
I never thought that I could lose Control
Until I crashed when my stupid nose started leaking Fluid
Stupid to assume that Blow was cruise Control
Fuck It, I aint got no use for a soul,
Cause I don't walk, I float, So...
My sole Purpose Is to let my Soul reach the Sol
S-O-L, The sun, believe The UV can solve anything, like VE
Its after 6 in the winter Darkness passionate mid December, bitch remember

I'm sorry, you know I didn't mean to call you a bitch, You know
(Sometimes I just Zone out) The voices, Too many people(???)

They say people lead you to the needle,
and Since I'm your favorite drug do you believe that people are evil
So what do we do? My Phantom of the Heart strings
Who be Standing in the dark with a man that isn't all me
It should be me,
or the best car Currency could Buy in Dubai, but certainly a ride
Something that rides, Perfectly on life's course
This road can make a nigga question himself
like A white corpse
Its black and white got guy watching Crimes more
cause Its time for minds to soar like before
Your wings might be sore but life Is four times more
When you spend you life's height tryna find your Spinal cord
Hide from what pick a vice live your life, Get It right
Cant live It twice unless you live a lie
If so, nigga Die, no one listens to you
Very few can Exist in the truth
Charles Hamilton

Sometimes I feel like I gotta Die(Come back to life)
just to prove
I really love you
You know what....

Free Download

2011-08-28T16:16:00.005-04:00

To everyone that listens, Listen
Inspiration given from me Sitting, Getting Visions from me drifting
Shit Couldn't be different If I missed It
This is just me living, kisses from a distance
Wind blowin I been knowin How to get open from nature
Spit omens and Poems Sober, I'm Gangsta
High off life my favorite potion Is emotion of anger
I approach life at so many Angles
an Angel, sat on my shoulder like thank you
More excepted the fact that being so gifted is a blessing
I let loose when I cry out bring your wet suit
Dont understand Is not an excuse Bless you
Everyone that knows, Goes to show lessons always come 3-fold
we know, say the ones who be enlightin' minds
and blank faces from those whos simply Writing rhymes

Dont need no Paper, dont need no pencil
dont need no love lettter...
Cause I just want to get along with you
Dont need no beeperr, Dont need no Cellularrr
Going Digital's betterr
I just want to get along with you

I find my grooves on iTunes
but whats the use of money, Currency should be fine tuned
We in a time of a recession,
so why is Niggas focusing they rhymes in on there blessings, I find this shit depressing
So I will give a lesson
Robin Hood Blacked on the greedy
and in a minutes time he gave back to the needy
So while y'all getting Fat on the T.V.
Cats in the Hood give me Dap when they see me
So If I put a bunch Of crap on a Cd, Its cuz yall Get the Crack though a freebie
No mixtapes These is EPs,My LPs help the Label breathe Easy
So Cop It when They drop it, Its hot product
But you dont need the Money to get the Shit that I spit
hold that in your heart, Rock It
and turn up that iPod that's in your pocket

Dont need no Paper, dont need no pencil
dont need no love lettter...
Cause I just want to get along with you
Dont need no beeperr, Dont need no Cellularrr
Going Digital's betterr
I just want to get along with you

Im happy with the Cash that I got, but after I jotted my Hancock I was back on the block
am I keeping It real If when after 20 mill I still reflect on life without a deal
Will, the powers that be devours me If I say I hate the shit that television sees
Or rather what television shows me
Do these shows show what I go through with my homies
Rhiannas Boots cost more than a Sophmore tuition at Rice, Must I give you a price
My niggas is nice, but get hit with the nightsticks From Police
This Is the life I live and It's Trife
Pray to To god and she kissed me goodnight, I got cash now
So when you human devils face me I dont back down
Why buy my story you could lease It like the Background
listen a little and you get it its simple

Dont need no Paper, dont need no pencil
dont need no love lettter... (Yea Its Charles Hamilton)
Cause I just want to get along with you
no beeperr, Dont need no Cellularrr (I dont do it for money I been blessed)
Going Digital's betterr (Thank you god)
I just want to get along with you

(End song)

In Case It Doesn't Work Out

2011-08-27T10:45:00.001-04:00

I been doing Pretty good So far without you
Never had you to Know If It was hard without you
Maybe I did and I just wasn't lifetime
IIght fine then tell me when Its the right time,
For me to handle my Biz
that's what It is,
and If I did,
slack on this shit that I plan to ride with,
Doin', Which'll be something that will never be ruined,
You and Me, we the truest,
If I ever ended less than enough,
Would you still respect and just rest In the love that I give to you
I'm not a big guru
I just wanna know how to get through to you
Do you Wanna Find out
Or just leave me looking Winehouse,
Eyes looking Cried out
Why dont we take this little convo to my house

Dude you sound desperate, What'll happen If you end up getting rejected, Huh!?
Now you sitting On the strangest border, between True Love and Restraining Order
What If she's not that Into,
Maybe She's not that Into you,
Nigga this not no Interview,
Maybe shes not that Into you...

Day after Day I get visions of Us,
then a Quick vision of you not Giving A fuck
"Nigga Whats up" I say to the mirror
why did you just get upset and start twisting stuff up
My own reflection Kinda laugh,
why Is that, cause I just kinda laugh
I'm tryna get insight from this guy in the mirror,
and his sight is my sight, I think I got him tight
Smoking Mirrors, Windows surrounded In fire
the Ground getting Higher,
If I told you why my mind designs such a fucking Scene
You would Scream
and Seemingly call me a lier, but you exist
Shit
OK
This Is what happens when I don't reminisce For a day
On the Way your like a Florida Day, on the fourth Of may
Or a Way for a porter

Dude you sound desperate, What'll happen If you end up getting rejected, Huh!?
Now you sitting On the strangest border, between True Love and Restraining Order
What If she's not that Into,
Maybe She's not that Into you,
Nigga this not no Interview,
Maybe shes not that Into you...

Here It goes,
If I hear no, Imma sit for two weeks feeling like a weirdo
Probably wont want to hear no songs Or be seen on T.V.
"Is that weirdo on"
I fear no strong as bouncer at a Club,
but when I see her face I go from Mountain to a shrub
I doubt she Shes Gonna bug
If Shes Hearing all the rhymes,
Cause there all compliments and she hears them all the time
Me, I'm just a Street kid,
Sweet win, Speakin to women, Even If she don't listen,
me being Such a gentle Cat
Shit Is whack but then again Its a bigger track
to race On, Lay Grace on
But If I only had you in the Kitchen With an apronnn
With no make-up on...*Sigh*
Charles Hamilton.......

[[Piano Solo]]

and That had nothing to do with Umbrella,
but, Everything to do with Umbrella, at the same..... Yo

Track 14

2011-08-25T07:22:00.001-04:00

Oh my Goodness

I'm drunk and deadass High

Eminem's Verse can suck my Dick

Eminem can suck my dick for all I care

Harder than God nigga, Solved the problem of which I have to walk through Harlem to Rob
Nigga actin Like Charles Is in Gothic School, With me and my nigga cause I'm a problem to Solve
Muthafuck a Enigma, Bigger than em saying Nigga
Go Figure
Niggas had to get in to go and Get the Picture
Told niggas I don't even have to find my liquor
I might find the devil to be a chick, then Lick her
finding My dick to Stick her
niggas said, "Why'd you have to hide the Zipper"
I said why do I have to strip baby aren't you a stripper
Then she reminds me her ass was Dumb fat
Yea that Bum bum Bap, nigga one wrap
If I have to act as If my flow is not as hard as active, this Is gettin Dough
Then Imma have to Sit while sitting Low
Listen to these bastards spit, My flow
Get through the scene of a nigga, I'm dope
had to get a quick laugh off when I hope
anybody could add anything after Hope, Put a period before y'all Niggas call me and Asshole
Dead wrong I told you I am strong,
And Simone Porter Is still on my Schlong

First thing I did was have sex with tomorrow
Not at all in her Afro, No sorrow
Then I told Thelonious, since your so lonely kid
You can hop on my dick, bumping some Moany shit
I got head In hell from a little boy, Who told me I had a little
You found Out it was Darden, Muthafuckin Kindergarten
so many dicks In her mouth her Chin was Scared
and I dont know what to do next
I have sex with a Platex and Got blue neck
nigga said How much sex can you have In one night
I said a hanger in my Ass
not a hanger full of Coat hangers
Nigga I'm talkin about being a banger Is a slash
and I don't how much anger I could have
looking at Amy rose like baby you're a Laugh
and I'm hoping that maybe you would crash
and Spazz and I might die you might laugh
There you go with your hands near My ass
I close this shit out and you slammed it In my face
I apoligize slim look how I mashed
the game that I just Spazzed, Game over
The game they can get me a mufuckin Passion
There's A game with the Staff
So If I ever gave a fuck nigga, It aint because of that
You already know I'm here so Nigga you whack stop...

I told Jo and (b,m, p)yrtle no sex on the first date
then he raped me made me want to earthquake
Told the earth wait, I might Earth, Space
tell heaven he could suck my balls, with my birthmark being misplaced
b, I am tryna make the verse make history, well I just finished this race
looking at the junk like yea Just wait
tell everybody I live In the month of may

Suck my Dick
Hardest Mixtape Ever

Home Alone

2011-08-23T03:14:00.004-04:00

Yea
One Morning I woke up, and no one was in my house
Wanna Know how it felt I'm the freckle month face of the forgetful face
who grants mistakes
And whatever is left to decay
Separate, as soon as breakfast is ate
Married in mind that I always staring Through Time
I don't care If you find an error In time It must have been an error in rhyme
My earn run average Is Zip
just look at the control I have on this shit
Imagine what a trip It is to get found
Witnesses get pissed, look at the ground
Lift the Chick, quick, cause you pick up a sound
Paranoid, then Goes to shit
In this hood at this point they be loading clips
"Who approaching the Whip"
So close to the Pen that If I go in its no little bid
but no Kid, you Macaulay Culkin
My thought be stalkin You can call me Marvin

Sitting In the living room waiting on the Phone to ring
I ain't Got no Company I'm hanging, and I'm looking for a song to sing
I'm Home alone Hanging on the Doorbell
Hanging on the Doorbell
Home alone waiting on the Doorbell
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
yo

The Sun peaks in, day one for the weekend
Ring tone Tweakin, Shes Od'n
Who's on my mind, Who's Fucking with me,
Just to offend me my Fucking enemy Disrupted my City
with Tough and Gritty Chatter, Whats his name, does It really matter
does it make me want to snuff him any faster
Fucking Bastard
Cant show stress though
though I hope his family Dies of Cancer, streapt throat
(how long has it been)
Fuck outta here somebody show this nigga some Fuckin morals
Six rules, Do I need to restate 3 though 8 respect C to the H
Well I thought I said I need too, restate
Yep, I did, back to the future nigga is that what your Use to?

Sitting In the living room waiting on the Phone to ring
I ain't Got no Company I'm hanging, and I'm looking for a song to sing
I'm Home alone Hanging on the Doorbell
Hanging on the Doorbell
Home alone waiting on the Doorbell
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong

I reflect on Stress When I'm on the Deck of rap
niggas check all text up on deck next
I cypher with myself, I'm a fire but It helps
Fire from the Lighter
Higher to aspire, Quietly but tight
And modestly, Copied the Prophecy
Not to be a lier,
but to not cop a plea when the Clock is required to stop
like those who Cant tell time but have a watch, cause their tired of Getting Clocked
And we still rock, me and myself
My hands are tied, Still
I being the reason the Trinity Is completed
Tell the Past, Bye
Murder someone for Giving tomorrow a black Eye
Try to Escape but using the Sleeping Route
Why don't I just leave the house
Charles Hamilton.....

Sitting In the living room waiting on the Phone to ring
I ain't Got no Company I'm hanging, and I'm looking for a song to sing
I'm Home alone Hanging on the Doorbell
Hanging on the Doorbell
Home alone waiting on the Doorbell
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong
Ding Dong

I Can't Sing (Sweets)

2011-08-21T10:54:00.002-04:00

Its like another way of seeing Our love
Letting all the pain in Memory Revolve(Yes you are)
Who can you blame for all my Resistance
Lights shine through Together

How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,

[I keep hearing all the voices(Yes you are)]

How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
[And I don't know what the sound of joy is but this ain't it, I can bet, Unless]

I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness

What does It take to even Take a break to breath and Awake
you sleep enough to go to space and reach ladies that wanna be a lady Just one day of the week
Would You say that I'm Tweaking (Yes you are)
Well the lady with the C-H does, So let me give you that CH love
not that teenage love that make a nigga wanna fight
that Deep space love to make you kiss and want to light
a bunch of incense for the night, While We listening to Mike
Ticklin' you In the position Of which you like
Lickin' On the stitches Of which you've been given life
If you should Give life her Middle name Is midnight
She gotta be this nice, as beautiful as you
as true as any music either me or you can do
Now what me and you can do
Is what I see as beautiful

I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness

How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,
How much can You take before you give It up,

I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness
Its the sound Of happiness
I gotta get used to the sound Of happiness

-Piano Solo-

Supernatural Vacation

2011-08-17T01:52:00.000-04:00

im ready….
yo mute that first take.
... thats crazy.
yea.
charles hamilton.
feel me?
you just gotta feel like this song won't exist after you finish listening to it.
so you gotta play it again.
thats how i try to make people feel.
feel me.

uh.
one day,
ill disappear from it all.
no longer be the voice that you hear in the halls..
of your mind.
till then im as tall as the wall people climb..
to escape from the voice in the halls in your mind.
i don't wanna change and leave.
i love you,
your name is me.
i'm mr. me too.
yea i can rip a beat,
true.
and live in these boots..
just to kick the sweet truth.
if we need music,
you and me.
get it?
we can live through song..
only. 3 minutes,
is a standard song.
sit back.
and zone out.
or you can stand along..
with me as i record this.
im a maserati..
with the soul of a taurus.
humble. but,
you know what it is.
i weave in and out of tracks..
to go over your wig.
im the definition of not being sober.
which is…

take a break.
for just a while.
make mistakes.
and just be human.
let this just be music.
don't over think,
for just a while.
take a break,
just to smile.
its all a dream…
its all a dream.

smoke clouds..
go down.
in the fire..
that wont douse..
my desire.
passion.
music is fine..
to some rich folks for cashing..
but, with hope.
we'll get close to asking..
the hierarchy.
to try and start the..
movement..
of letting people live for music.
see,
its ok to feed your kids from music.
if you're real,
and inspire kids with music.
don't make em feel different.
you missed the mission..
if you use this..
to pollute it.
im no saint.
but, don't say..
i don't paint pictures.
who asked you?
you just tattoo.
you make your art out of..
other peoples pain.
i use my pain..
to enter the peoples brain.
a week, a day,
a month, a year.
not someones tears.
just me saying..
what i need to say.
we can pray..
*or maybe we can chill.
you shouldn't have to pay..
to keep it real.

take a break.
for just a while.
make mistakes.
and just be human.
let this just be music.
don't over think,
for just a while.
take a break,
just to smile.
its all a dream…
its all a dream.

im from the bottom..
like bunions.
thats how i know i run shit.
and the game got my thumbprint.
positive I.D.
honestly, i need..
to watch what i say..
since you watchin what i see.
im not gonna stop me.
i can be cocky.
but, god didn't drop me..
for me to possibly blind the..
with my ego.
i need no leash on myself.
my inner beast feels my whelps(welps).
and he feels pity for no one but me.
im so at peace..
when im roaming the streets.
been charles hamilton..
since the roman and greeks.
my home is in egypt.
there's no need to speak.
feel me.
ya feel me?
i am the only one that can kill me.
but you can hurt me.
and that'd kill me.
but, being real with me..
can heal me.
not guilty.

take a break.
for just a while.
make mistakes.
and just be human.
let this just be music.
don't over think,
for just a while.
take a break,
just to smile.
its all a dream…
its all a dream.

when you come from..
being told "you aint got nothing".
and that you not bout nothin.
and that your dreams only come true when you follow people.
it makes it really hard to believe that..
the world is yours.
so when nas said "the world is yours"…
took it personal.
felt like he was talking to me.
you know what?
i don't care what you say.
he was.
deadass woke up one morning and decided im not gonna be judged no more.
im not gonna feel no more pain.
dead ass listen to my music and be feeling like…
somebody.. else.. is over me… telling me what i should write.
you know how that shit feel?
you know what?
its over.
only person i gotta worry about being real to is me.
charles hamilton.
get it?
thats all there is to it, man.
im not tryna…
im not tryna take nothing over.
im not tryna hurt nobody.
i don't wanna take it where it might go..
just let me chill. hah
i don't even smoke weed no more, man.
i used to love getting high.
laughing with people.
but i overanalyze shit when im smacked.
i don't like to be fucked with when im high, man.
don't blow my high no more.
thats why i call this the Supernatural Vacation.
ya dig?
so i just wanna chill…
Charles Hamilton.
im out.

Marc A. van Klooster

Honesty Box

2011-08-16T12:34:00.000-04:00

laying back,
blazing a sack to this banging track.
reflecting on the haters..
saying that my game is wack.
my name is that of a man destined..
to not be lost in the clandestine.
my hands lessen.
roam free.
get a hold of me.
impossible for you,
if you not me, you don't know me.
i keep the faith.
i wanna be bigger than Pac.
even if he was alive,
not hit with them shots.
Hcho copped the hammer..
so i sit with the glock..
to the top of my temple.
picture me propping my thoughts on the couch…
too lost to say ouch.
cuz anybody can say they a boss in a drought.
watchu talking about?
says the listener who stays ignorant..
cuz i refuse to do simple shit.
basically,
i pray for mental stability.
the same kinda thoughts..
before i enter the industry.

tell me something i don't know..
tell me that there is a place i don't go..
when i write.
tell me that i wont go..
spotlight.
i want shine in a boat load..
of hot dimes.

they keep saying keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.
they keep saying, keep saying..
keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.

im smoking bud again.
talking to hoes i want to fuck again..
cuz they know i got no love for them.
i want a woman who's less demanding.
more understanding..
doesn't stress what cant be.
unless im stressed by family.
at which point she steps in..
and takes away the stress a man see's.
no question, can she..
make it all good.
if it takes head.. then she would.
i got some painful calluses on my foot.
but she would massage them if she could.
but i don't know if i could find her..
would i mind her if i was standing right behind her?
meanwhile,
my mind is on a timer…
that i created.
see why im a rhymer?
so alone,
but in the highest position.
don't mind me..
i am just tripping.
please listen.

tell me something i don't know..
tell me that there is a place i don't go..
when i write.
tell me that i wont go..
spotlight.
i want shine in a boat load..
of hot dimes.

they keep saying keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.
they keep saying, keep saying..
keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.

theres something in the air..
if i didn't buy my niggas something,
would they care?
the answer should be yea.
i cop bud and bottles just to follow..
the hood rules.
put your niggas on then you a good dude.
they say pass the rock,
im like "put your work in."
cuz me putting money up for nothing..
aint workin.
niggas aint workin.
its fucking depression.
biggest excuse of the year..
is this fucking recession.
same time,
im stuck with a blessing.
so i aint listening to your fucking suggestions.
no disrespect.
but i fought for this..
i wasn't taught this shit.
thats why i be talkin shit.
get off my dick.
i say to naysayers.
since i signed a deal..
on D.O.'s great table.
I knew that shit would change…
not the name but the game.
cuz not a truth is in the game…
its charles hamilton.

tell me something i don't know..
tell me that there is a place i don't go..
when i write.
tell me that i wont go..
spotlight.
i want shine in a boat load..
of hot dimes.

they keep saying keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.
they keep saying, keep saying..
keep dreaming baby.
keep dreaming, baby.

Marc A. van Klooster

(dot) O.o

Re-Anna

2011-08-16T12:21:00.001-04:00

In My room I created a Species
A crazy lady who goes so Insane when she Beats me
no Way she can Skeet Skeet, cause she only mines
She been with alot of niggas but she can Only try,
to just forget about the shit that she knew, and Just love..
To bad I had to make It from scratch, Fucked Up
but what, the hell can you expect from the new Dexter,
Except the lab as my pad, mom and dad don't know where I'm at
Its a fact, that she could be my Dee Dee but then we'd be related,
a major mistake Is to date a lady that you created so I destroyed
her mold well I meant to say that I break It well that's present cause I broke It,
Now It s vacant, I underestimated her cells, Now she refuses to stay on the shelf
I guess she wanna play with herself, either that or she Regenerated her Cells
Melted and recreated herself,
Help!!!!
She just

Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna

Re-animate re-animosity, hating the haters again
re-anticipate making them wait for It when It might never come
re-answer my Question, Do you think that romance can be destined
Infact here's a better one, Do you love me?
Don't say It fancy, I need to hear an answer, I'm getting re-antsy
Got me feeling like a re-retard, If we in the same class you would see me hard
when I walk to the Chalkboard, It ain't a cellphone
More like the tailbone Of a whale, Whoa!
Holy shit how did I end Up on this railroad
Its her Eyes, are they human?
hell no!
Soon as I made her I wanted to stay the hell home
In this Hell hole, up to my elbows, In her Melrose Place shopping spree bags
Tell her relax cause I just made a mean batch of you girl
She said Fuck Outta here I'm the prototype You cant...

Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna
Re-aaanna

[Make Yourself again] Repeats [Make Yourself again]

You know I'm already sure people are gon' say what they're gon' say
Their gon' laugh at me, they'll say I'm crazy, Their gon' say I'll never get you
I feel It, but you know what else I feel
I feel like, I feel like I work really hard, at being a really good person
And I deserve somebody like you
I mean...
Its not like I'm tryna like
Whatever
I just feel like you are
I feel like I know you from somewhere
*Sigh*
Whatever, We'll talk when we..
When we talk...
Whatever...

Grounded For Life

2011-08-16T11:49:00.000-04:00

who woulda knew the shit talker was a moshpitter?
thats how i know my anger is realer than y'all niggas.
i try all liquors, got high with all swishers,
seen a wall full of crawling pictures, falling scriptures.
and they all had my name on it.
im an emotional whore. give it to people if they want it.
what is it? pure emotions when they don't deserve it.
so i hope that when i focus ill be close to perfect.
until then let my ADD..
make me make believe that everythings ok with me.
out the hood physically, in the slums mentally.
either location.. no one will visit me.
lady luck is so sweet she made me jizz my jeans…
with the lenience how my vision be when i dream.
if you receive a minute free from your busy day…
listen. cuz i know you wouldn't anyway.

im out of control,
but at least I know it.
its coming out of my soul..
not afraid to show it.
…its as real as i can make it.
its as real as i can make it soo…
leave me here in my….
stark raving sick sad little world.

i fall in love with every woman..
at a drop of a hat.
get the top, get some cat,
then we stop with the crap.
still wanna chat with the top cats..
and ask how they manage to stand with the top hat,
and watch cats hate.. i digress.
my laundry is my drama pollen,
so i clean house while bumping rhianna's album.
my niggas think im strange..
my obsession with the game maintains.
i just hope she could remember my name.
how sad is it for me to have some shit..
that i must imagine it.
if i said i was happy.. then id be gassing it.
my attitude got me smoking cigarettes and mad additives,
a pack of the baddest tobacco blasted with a bag of piff.
sounds kinda lame…
but sounds kinda fly.. guess it sounds kinda.. plane (plain)

im out of control,
but at least I know it.
its coming out of my soul..
not afraid to show it.
…its as real as i can make it.
its as real as i can make it soo…
leave me here in my….
stark raving sick sad little world.

dont nobody want it.
don't nobody get it.
so i guess im misunderstood.. yea.. so…
i love it. so yea.. i love it.
i love it. so yea, i love it.

everybody watchin.
everybody listens.
when they know they aint gotta choice noo….so..
tell me you love it. tell.. me.. you love it. yea.
tell me you love it. tell.. me.. you love it.

dont nobody want it.
don't nobody get it.
so i guess im misunderstood.. yea.. so…
i love it. so yea.. i love it.
i love it. so yea, i love it.

everybody watchin.
everybody listens.
when they know they aint gotta choice noo….so..
tell me you love it. tell.. me.. you love it. yea.
tell me you love it. tell.. me.. you love it.
yea…

im out of control,
but at least I know it.
its coming out of my soul..
not afraid to show it.
…its as real as i can make it.
its as real as i can make it soo…
leave me here in my….
stark raving sick sad little world.

ANOTHER

Marc A. van Klooster

contribution

Delivery Or Digiorno's

2011-08-16T03:33:00.003-04:00

[Verse 1]

i go wright (eazy e).
a masturbator on a track,
so my kids can get inspired,
why you hating on that?
its whatever…
my shits hot me..
and real heads say
im where hip hop should be..
a lot of vets been coming off of the top lately..
is it hot? maybe.
but i can drop 80…
hours, worth of straight,powerful verses.
off this great mind that i allow to be herd when..
i sit down, and write down whats going on right now,
with my lifestyle..
gray shades of memory are all white now..
blaze days and hennessy feel alright now.
i must be something super..
even in a drunken stupor…
the one polluter in my constant state..
of happiness, is the constant hate..
from snakes, when they all in my face
but wait…
i chose to jake the snake,
i wrestle with the fake.

[Chorus]
and thats how im feeling today..
no need to be coming out.
cuz my mind is stealing the day
everything else.. ill never know about
I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like it...

I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like It alone

Maybe I like it...

[Verse 2]

my imagination gets the best of me
sip the rest of my drink,
hit the split and drift,
so i can cook up a different recipe.
i take lift, then i sit upset at these..
pissed off christians..
bitchin cuz i say god is a woman…
stop with the bullshit.
she spoke to me and i believe it.
i felt a lot better when i first read the secret.
its a pretty good book, you should read it.
i hope the author isn't pissed…
you know that i leaked it.
summer gave me the book,
and told me to keep it.
did i say too much?
is this the deep end?
we then…
gotta rewrite the game.
there are no secrets if we like the change…...
since we changed the whole system of democracy,
why y'all afraid to even listen to my honesty?

[Chorus]
and thats how im feeling today..
no need to be coming out.
cuz my mind is stealing the day
everything else.. ill never know about
I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like it...

I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like It alone

Maybe I like it...

[Verse 3]

i don't know why
y'all don't get the whole shit
i bring to you folks
some think that i don't spit..
i just flow with the no lisp.
cuz some critics act..
as if they don't hear shit.
and i don't know shit..
like i aint grow with,
pain and emotion,
like i aint just like you…
but i was born in the river floatin,
different strokes for different folks,
but do you even listen when a nigga's flowin?
did i get you open? Im hopin..
don't know if.. don't know when.
i just go in…
so i guess that i just know knowing..
life in the fast lane.
look at the world in slow motion…
…….its charles hamilton.

[Chorus]
and thats how im feeling today..
no need to be coming out.
cuz my mind is stealing the day
everything else.. ill never know about
I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like it...

I like it alone

Maybe I like it alone

Maybe I like It alone

Maybe I like it...

LYRICS BY

Marc A. van Klooster

Unapologetic

2011-08-16T02:18:00.001-04:00

ayo…
i got my headphones on.
im in the booth.
im where im comfortable.
ya dig?
so fuck everybody else, nigga.
im in my world,
im in my zone,
and i aint sorry about shit.
true story.
its charles hamilton.
*want me to apologize?

im sorry im the shit and you aint shit.
im sorry im great and you aint this.
Im sorry im nasty and you aint spit.
im sorry i killed your track and you aint spit.
im sorry i keep dropping that new age shit.
im sorry you stuck on that 2k shit.
im sorry you a bird on that blue jay shit.
while i be in toronto with a new age bitch.
im sorry that you lonely cuz your crew aint shit.
and they barely get money, so what do they get?
im sorry my lines something that you aint get.
but i do make sense fuck all that lupe shit.
my niggas pulling up in a blue-grey whip,
girls lose they grip when them dudes say shit.
i produce great hits to make them move they hips,
yo wife don't look better than my tuesday bitch.
*LL CH Im on that cool j shit… nigga

and im not sorry.
its human nature.
and im not sorry.
i aint no bitch don't try to shit on me…….

should i really give a fuck if my talent overwhelms you?
what can i tell you my talent overwhelms you.
i don't give a hell who finds out shit.
im dope. see y'all be on that winehouse shit.
and how about this you aint bout shit.
i outgrew you niggas so fuck your outfit.
you better than me? how prick.
i opened up for niggas and they aint been out since.
its the dennis the menace who's spittin lyrics to minutes,
so if you hear it i meant it,
shit'll be clear in a minute.
its my year can you dig it,
niggas revering is imminent.
this is a mirror for listeners,
look at what you made me. crazy.
the 08 shady, hate me.
im a coat hanger to you babies..
haha.
so if you don't believe that im nice..
go die somewhere like scott petersons wife.
nigga.

and im not sorry.
its human nature.
and im not sorry.
i aint no bitch don't try to shit on me.

i can flush a fuckin toilet,
bang on a locker,
make it a beat,
and y'all niggas'll say that its proper.
but im a real artist, picasso nigga.
you aint got real beef, you a taco nigga.
your team is taco bell,
and those is nacho(not yo) niggas.
i bag bitches…
you just a costco nigga.
yo quiero problemo? gato nigga.
did you not know, you got flow?
not so nigga.
so fuck politicians tryna get rid of "nigga".
GA or GER you're still a nigga.
cant kill a nigga,
or keep a nigga down,
thats why cops wanna be a nigga down,
see a nigga frown, delete a nigga sound,
but i be speakin either, people,
we should keep a nigga around.
im barack obama, the next leader.
you more like hilary,
only in it cuz you used to fuck the ex leader.
nigga.

*Sorry……its human nature.

and im not sorry.
i aint no bitch don't try to shit on me.

*im not sorry… its human nature x2

Lyrics contributed by the bro ---

Marc A. van Klooster

Forward March

2011-08-13T23:12:00.002-04:00

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*Deep Breath*
(Verse)
The psychedelic relic of light and heaven has eyes of diamonds, pi is the message, sign of the times decides the direction.
Saying hi to pleasant wide-eyed and thespian in writing.
A lesbian hypothetical in with a hyphen..
Medical writings from a guy in bed with fine, dine women are privately letting my exorcism cry...
Stretch it from inside to let the vice of expression, crime oppression, suggest that rhyme is quite as fine as the present...
The gift is in the verses, the present is in the beat!
The blessing is when the verses enter the present to be a treat!!
Benevolent is the person who never gets a piece of the blessing when blessing people with the present AS WE SPEAK.....
Better it would seem, and let me intervene.. You're right!
Tetris is the speech in every letter I could write. It's pepper in the doctor's die, I can never be reached of saying "if" wasn't an effort of forever to make me believe!
Reverend of the free..
Reverb the plate of the collection.
All to be abundant and CHarles to be a hundred!
My wizardry is a mystery but I isn't kidding!
J.K. Rawlings when I wanna be naughty! When hunger you wanna vent???
Just kidding... xD
CHarles is all you're gonna get!
Until and unless you feel I'm possessed to heal what is left on my heel and the best be the one I'm with, HEEL!!
SHIT...
Still the king of the treehouse!
Bringing "then" to senile.
Speed out of the mouthpiece of mouths and those who speak loud when using the music as a key out of what we see now!!!
Turn my head and hear a great MEOW!!
Read in, breathe in, be out!
Heathens see the end and begin to frisbee doubt to that bitch!!
Who's 22 and don't know what catch is!
Won't grow up,
just throw up, to this load of catfish!!!

(Hook)
TOYS AND TOYS AND TOYS GALORE!
I know you're a little boy enjoying the toy store!
AIN'T NOBODY TRYNA PLAY WITH ME!!!
AIN'T NOBODY TRYNA PLAY WITH ME!!!
Grow up you little know-it-all!
Grow up you little know-it-all!
I'm five years ahead of my time! [TIMES TWO!!]
I'm lightyears ahead of my time!
[TIMES YOU!!!]

TOYS AND TOYS AND TOYS GALORE!
I know you're a little boy enjoying the toy store!
AIN'T NOBODY TRYNA PLAY WITH ME!!!
AIN'T NOBODY TRYNA PLAY WITH ME!!!
Grow up you little know-it-all!
Grow up you little know-it-all!
I'm five years ahead of my time! [TIMES TWO!!]
I'm lightyears ahead of my time!
[TIMES YOU!!!]

Lyrics contributed by, JOSA ISLA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THANK the man

a pose trophy cat as tropic

2011-08-13T18:19:00.004-04:00

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[Verse]
I’m callin’ you a b*tch, ‘cause I miss you too much.
A kiss from you, and distance isn’t too much.
Soon as I woke up, I grew up.
Threw up. Blew up.
Told my dude to roll up, and my weed spoke up.
… The same time I threw up.

I woke up still asleep.
Vomit stuck in my sheets.
Eyes shut from the vomit.
Writing on the lining behind my eyelids.
Someone PLEASE turn down the silence?
Right about now? I think there’s something I hid.
So I dream of being inside you.
Reason why I ask when I need to be beside you.
… Beside myself.
Getting high, denying help of a psychiatrist.
Hiding my belt, and looking inside of my cell.
Looking at ME, inside of a cell.
My options seem to file themselves.
Stay faithful.
Play bachelor.
Wait tables. Be a great rapper.
Say uncle. To detractors.
Factor the junk they say, pack it away in a trunk, and go away;
[And] Come back when the sun’s passion, runs after someone’s AFTER.

*trails*

Life after a period is a website disaster.
In context, what I write, incites laughter.
Except, I have ACCEPTED my plight, and spend my nights… as a self-pastor.
Will we reunite?
Like Jesus Christ; Don’t read my life.
To make sure I reach inside, think of you every five minutes.
Minute three I cry.
Minute four; I grin, from being sure she’s alive.
Reaching five, I SI-

*short trail*

Drink some hot chocolate.
And cut back a few of my f*ckin’ options…

My self-esteem must rise for the benefit of nurses, who just lie to my limbs for a little bit.
MUST I…

*trails*

… Begins my mental sentences.
And, dyslexia…
Is the remnants of a question messed up.
OBLIGATORY. The sickest story.
But save all your kisses for me.
I miss you, and I will be with you shortly.

*leaves booth; beat plays for remaining duration*

Track 16

2011-08-13T18:00:00.002-04:00

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Ayo you bitches out there yall love me like y'all love drake yet
Fuck outa here I could sing to check me out
....we all know this part from the real song lol
Hold up hold up
I ain't never saying goodbye since the day I said hi You would lay in my eyes
A goddess to be honest i say it to be surprised
Walking down the hallways corridors
I want more I know you got more in-store
I'm nice enough to get every source award from the source of award to be given to niggas who love the sport
I entered the sport not cuz of the sport
But becuz u were my only love to support my love matter fact my money love
Gotta do whatever the sport endorse but
I don't endorse but game so but this game being what this is I'ma be out side of this game so I fuck you thinkin fuck this game you is who I make love to so fuck this game fuck spittin game that one kiss was just enough I'm just saying
you my lioness I touch your mane one day we going to have cubs I ain't playing
N if it's justice for me laying in a grave then i don't know why the fuck I'm in a grave
Then I guess the next statement shouldn't come across as the grave to the gray wind
Don't let it kill you but I love you even to the day where i will no longer feel you
I am numb inside waiting for the day where you crying asking me to come inside
N I'm one one of a guy one wonderful one of a guy baby I'm one of the kind n I am not gonna lie even if when you want me to lie fuck I wanna survive but I know I gonna die even if I die inside I'll be your new born n let nar love be new warn love I'm sorry let our love be new warm love inside I could be another kind of drugs n I'm warning you I could be so potent no need for me to die I got your nose open you ain't even got to sniff it the smell of us having sex is significant n you my other baby let's just live a bit n the mic is getting taller than I but I am taller than the mike when I calling out the sky n as a matter of fact I can laugh at every last rap'n cat who has a tat your credibility but instead your feeling me who ever is instilled in me or who ever is still in me n instill in me with such bull shit witch could be considered killing me doesn't matter because you are in the will of me I swear girl what am I to do when I just can't take no more when these muthafuckas online can't hate no more when these muthafuckas on a skatenboard will skate away saying their bored when they hate away when the hear all of my songs I ain't make the board of bills knowingly or willingly but still you got to notice me when I kill this beat please
Cuz whats a man to do when he can't take no more what am I to do when my heart leads me to the door

Lyrics by ADE KEY!

Best Blogger Alive (Shadow's Lullaby)

2011-08-13T01:21:00.007-04:00

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Shadow the Hamilton

Sometimes I have to go back and Forth just so I can stand still
Feel me

I write down my thoughts so hopefully you wont get lost by my lyrical hip toss
I ain't even body slammin, I'm just tryna Show y'all I be damnin those who deserves Damning
Damage Is all I'm gonna bring, can It be the new form of amnesty, Can It please
You don't Even want war, I don't want more than I deserve, and I deserve It all
I gave my life just to live, For you, to enjoy I wont ignore you
I'll listen until you push me to the point that I got to explore new
Ways that I can bring pain, to these names
I'm Undisputed like Ving Rhames, And I don't do such bling things, Ugh whatever
Niggas get It

Best Blogger Alive!!!
Best Blogger Alive!!!
Best Blogger Alive!!!

You want the truth, Charles Hamilton dot, blogspot Dot com that's the spot
I say what I mean and I feel what I say
So I mean That I'm real when I say what I say
Lay In my grave, Come back, I was just napping
Upset at these Kids, fuck napping
Imma stay awake as long as I can
As strong As I am, that's why nobody wanna do a song with your man
I ain't mad, I ain't pissed I am glad that this Is the shit that I been presented with
Bring It to the table all your lies and your fables and catch a rock to your head like able
So fuck moving the Caine, Ain't nobody moving my name
Charles Hamilton
I rock, A new Pink Republican, That's why I don't move It with Cane, McCain...Whatever...

Best Blogger Alive!!!
Best Blogger Alive!!!
Best Blogger Alive!!!

If you don't feel me, Then your dumb
How come I can make four runs In a day
Meaning a fucking way to move a sample, You dudes cant handle, that...
Damn that's whack, Everything I do man, Stand right back
Cause I left you a few bars ago, You knew the Scars and flows that I come with
ain't no Dumb shit, any loop or drum kick, I can make some Dumb shit dumb quick
You are now numb with that pink knowledge that I bring and I don't need College
But I went to Sullivan aka you aren't free College, That's how I show you that you aren't me
I'm too smart b
That's how I live

Best Battler Alive
Blogger, sorry
Best Blogger Alive

Goodnight!
Charles Hamilton

someladyswebsite.com (Jessica)

2011-08-11T21:51:00.003-04:00

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I don't know If I owe you an apology
Its only right to let you know that I been thinkin bout you

This probably wont get your approval,
but I just got your pic from Google
Clicked the link and saw how sick you think,
Interesting, come get with me
I hear your voice when I'm reading your words,
maybe cause I'm quick to sink in and be on the brink of sin
I lust your contextuality,Obviously obsessed with your anatomy
Analysis of So-and-So's Fashion sense
Mad intense about whose rapping has sense
Use to talk about me, do you wonder what happened or do you not even have to pretend
are you happy that I'm rapping again or has your short ass passed me in the wind
gotten passed me with a grin
I know you was happy when you seen me at the event so...(uhm)

I think I'm writing like a comment on your blog,
Comment on your blog, Comment On your blog
I write a Comment on your blog, Comment on your blog, Comment on your blog...
I got so many things to say to you, In so many different ways, we cant meet face to face
So let me write A comment on your blog

Blazed It raw after the Fader 4,
My other lady ignored, so of course she hate me more
Tried to pull you back stage and steal a kiss or two,
couldn't wait to see the shit you do
Me and Show was getting Drunk on stage, I jumped off stage,
To feel how real we can feel then,
and as if then was still now,
I got spotted the rapper and the blogger what a hot topic
So bopped you got taller,
took you home topped you off In the halls of my apartment complex
Up under your skirt, You wanted It first,
but a hundred you wasn't the first, or only, You knew It too..
That's why I leave you alone, proof that It was truth when I said your good in bed
but don't feel like a slut, you should be feeling good instead,
Music bed you know(You know)

I think I'm writing like a comment on your blog,
Comment on your blog, Comment On your blog
I write a Comment on your blog, Comment on your blog, Comment on your blog...
I got so many things to say to you, In so many different ways, we cant meet face to face
So let me write A comment on your blog

Me want little bit more, little bit more So why pond de obscure rhythm
Me want little bit more, little bit more So why pond de... but you don't hear me though
but you don't hear me though
but you don't hear me though
but you don't hear me though
you don't hear me though

[Hook In Background][[Its probably best we keep our distance, but I'm greedy so,
nah nah Its probably best If we keep like this
You really have a, You got a real Certain Jenesequa that I be tryna ignore
like, I'll never forget, It was me you and her outside of that party
I saw you, and I saw her, and.. I ain't gon' front like I was nervous but wasn't nervous, but
She was looking good in them jeans and you were looking the way you looked In that dress
Only thing I gotta do now Is keep it 100, and be honest from this point forward
Even though I really wasn't lyin' at any point in time, but I didn't I did push a lot harder
in somebody that... Whatever... I should have known better
When the heart and the body, Connect, In such a way that Ours did...
I'll let you fill in the blanks whenever you want to.....
Charles Hamilton]][Hook In Background]

Star Baby (Starrene)

2011-08-11T15:42:00.001-04:00

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You cant trust me anymore
alone in my Studio, I wonder what I may or may not have done to feel so low
I am a very sexual being
I love the scent Of a woman
Her taste her smile her Enigmatic nature lures near
and Though I pretend like I'm not like every other Male
I often find myself bound to an Orgasmic hammock
Hanging there, waiting to be Untangled
She only asked for romance, I took her out for sushi
We played One Fish Two Fish, we watched the election go down
As the Droves of people ran around Ecstatic at the Historical event

When you give your love to someone what could you expect
When do the the lines between lust and love, Cross and Intercept
Is there a way I could feel that love againnn...
or has lust become my Only friennnd...

And while Ecstatic at the Historical event
We kissed under Scaffolding, Held hands
No matter who was walking passed, we romantically embraced
As I hailed a cab, Sexual tension built
Zippers were tickled, buttons fondled
Inappropriate touching in the most non self indulging manner, Ever!
We didn't know where, We didn't know when
but we were destined to make love
We agreed on a late night Rendezvous in a motel
When I saw her I hesitated
She probably thought I found her Unattractive
I was concerned I'd never look at her the same

When you give your love to someone what could you expect
When do the the lines between lust and love, Cross and Intercept
Is there a way I could feel that love againnn...
or has lust become my Only friennnd...

The motel room was small, Enough room for the us and the passion We built up
We turned on the television to drown out the loudlessness
but the television seemed to amplify our hunger, Narrate Our emotion
her voluptuous body engulfed, and I happily filled every void, with deep love for her With no sleep
The question remains,did the lack of sleep cause me to push her aside and Indulge in great sex
She should Know she should, you know what I mean, Then again, they all should...

When you give your love to someone what could you expect
When do the the lines between lust and love, Cross and Intercept
Is there a way I could feel that love againnn...
or has lust become my Only friennnd...

Love Againnnn!!!

Love Againnnn!!!
Love Againnnn!!!

Love Againnnn!!!
Love Againnnn!!!
Love Againnnn!!!
Only Friennndd!!!
Only Friennndd!!!
Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!
Or has lust become my, Love Againnnn!!!......

Cosmic Hop Scotch

2011-08-11T10:32:00.002-04:00

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(verse 1)
I rub my fingers through the sand while I think about ya
Need to be around ya, need to see what I could do about movin' out
Never losin' out, who's about to be the meaning..
Can you pronounce me?
Fuckin' did it without tryin'
Outsiders in, no outsiders in my house now just two of us
Bill withers..
I deal with ya 'cause I don't wanna kill niggas..
Forreal, did you notice a change in my demeanor
Towards the people who force me to be more than the force in this orgy in orbit
Lower than over to propose into sin clair, sick of living single I been there
Love land baby we in there, swim wear
The beach is in air we need to get there
Weed and chips when we get there
Big stairs to step up on, but what's wrong with..

(Hook)
Jumpin' in a cosmic hop scotch, baby how you feelin' tonight
When you're in a hop scotch only two options, left and right
My love is in stereo, baby
Your love is in stereo, baby
Our love is in stereo, baby
L-U-V-E, in stereo, baby

(verse 2)
I see myself gettin' lost in ya retinas
Glossy with a spectrum of bossy and direction
Awfully respected but been awfully disrespected
Only because of the sexual organ she stepped with
And clearly been blessed with
Beauty is in the eye of whoever polish ya mind, starship enterprise
Y'all didn't get surprised, did ya? Why?
It isn't a lie, I'm just spittin' what I'm livin'
So I can dig it if guy spittin' with the lying quickness
The way you can get with conniving bitches dying from richness
Not 'cause you buy they sickness but wanna understand why they bitches
And why they don't understand why they cannot be women
And I only like flying with my mind
In silently shivers.. And I deliver
She is mine and I am with her

(Hook)
Jumpin' in a cosmic hop scotch, baby how you feelin' tonight
When you're in a hop scotch only two options, left and right
My love is in stereo, baby
Your love is in stereo, baby
Our love is in stereo, baby
L-U-V-E, in stereo, baby

(bridge)
I block it all out of my mind and just think about you
(wish I could think about you some more
wish I could think about you some more
all I do is think about you)
And I hope you understand I just wanna be true
(wish I could be with you some more
wish I could be with you some more
only wanna be with you)

(CH talking)
Y'know.. Maybe I do talk more than I need to..
(only wanna be with you)
But.. Fuck it..
(only wanna be with you)
I like the misunderstanding feeling..
(only wanna be with you)
Gives me somethin' to dream about..
Like you..
(only wanna be with you)
I love dreaming about you
(only wanna be with you)
And I wish I was with you right now
(only wanna be with you)
So I'm just gonna look up and I'm gonna find one of those..
(only wanna be with you)
Light blue light things and I'm gonna wish upon it..

(Outro)
(Only you, only you
I miss you
You are so stellar to me
Just like a star
where ever you are)
Heh, whatever..
Y'know I'ma just.. shut up..
The view is fucking retarded up here, haha
Wish you were here
Where ever you are you're having a stellar time..
Charles Hamilton..

Women Hate Women (Lady Luck)

2011-08-10T13:26:00.009-04:00

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[Intro]
… Feelin’ lucky today. Haha…

[Verse 1]
It’s been a minute since I seen you, I see you grew up.
Things are too much, it sucks, we haven’t grew enough.
It doesn’t matter, though;
I use my talent to go somewhere I was never challenged to go.
I’ve been blessed with a talent.
And lucky enough to know it was divinely granted.
I’m finally standing. On my own.
Why should I be handed anything that isn’t a crown?
Or a throne. Or a box of Crown chicken; From uptown.
WITH misfortune? I would be here scorchin’.
WITH fortune? My smiles would be disproportionate to memories, and sh*t that is morbid.
Which is more important?
Mortal riches, appeal to immortal b*tches.
Are we afraid of new moral sickness?
Ask yourself.
What makes me tick, what makes me smile, and what makes me flip.
Maybe your enemy is you.
Or you of the same species.

… Yeah, I know, it ain’t easy.

[Chorus]
Chris Rock sample:
“You would think by now…”
“… women would just rule the world.”
“… women would just rule the world.”
“… women would just rule the world.”
“… But they don’t.”

“You would think by now…”
“… women would just rule the world.”
“… But they don’t; But they don’t; But they don’t.”
“… You know why?”

WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
WOMEN, WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
WOMEN, WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
WOMEN, WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.

WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
WOMEN, WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
WOMEN, WOMEN. HATE. WOMEN.
… HATE. WOMEN.

[Verse 2]
Mere luck got me past my last sad thought.
(Ha) I knew I was lucky to even have thoughts.
Thank God, for my mind.
Whatever, that looks odd for the time. I had on earth.
Since what can’t be defined, is the “where” that you can find things that I bring.
How ‘bout some f*ckin’ high beams?
Try me.
I shine brightly.
It’s kinda hard to deal with that, when you really want wifey.
And got groupies saying, “Charles, come and pipe me.”.
I would need a special girl, to keep my mind free;
From how the spotlight breathes all kinds of evil and deceit.
Worse than anything that you can speak.
But she will forever hate, the hoes that wanna speculate.
They’re on a breakfast chase; They wanna give my eggs a taste.
Let ‘em hold a banana, and they get a camera.
They do a trick with a bottle, [and] they think that they can write a novel.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Sheeeit, I don’t hate women, they’re artists without art.
‘Cause they’re body is God’s work of art, from the heart.
Pardon my nonsense, I’m just talking across this reinforced glass window, called my soul.
I had all the women, all the girls, and of course, all the hoes.
The water flows, and so do all sorts of panties, and hands, and sweat glands that I dance with...
When I put on a jimmy, and rammed it, then split.
Maybe I’m the worse, or a diamond in the rough.
Girls’ best friend, still, I don’t give a f*ck.
Lady luck, you out there? Guide me mama!
God said you were real, and you were right beside me mama!
If karma’s a b*tch? I need karma.
If life is a b*tch? Then karma might need armor.
If there is no life, no karma…
But no karma, means no drama.
But if I’m lucky, they can live in peace, and lady luck can live with me!

[Chorus]

Isle Of Lesbos

2011-08-09T15:52:00.004-04:00

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[Intro]
“I only came for this much carpet… But look how much I got!”

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*beat drops*

Yo.

[Verse]
Huggin’ my pink bear, barbed wire for it’s attire;
Going Mark McGuire far. My guitar is fire.
Mattress is what I’m huggin’. On the mattress when I hug it.
Capture the starting fire inside of my heart.
Automatic magnets is my diagnosis.
Deny my focus.
In these times? I can throw fits, only to be known as a provoking kid.
So f*ck the system with a broken d1ck.
Swollen tip, like CrimeStoppers.
But I won’t snitch. I am certified local.
Word to what’s folded on my wrist.
My IQ is my caseworker’s annual salary.
They can’t stand to know it, so they plan to go and battle me.
Cat scans with ropes on my anatomy.
Happy is easy to invoke.
So is the sadder me.
Moody and meticulous.
Through being an incubus, I prove reading into what you’re seeing is ridiculous.
I want an X-rated scene with a naughty nurse.
F*ck your supervisor, miss, I’m hard at work.
Flirt with you, until you start to smirk.
Get you naked.
Escape in my robe, and walk to church,
I’m not f*cking with doctors.
Unless [Dr.] Chemistetic or [Dr.] Intricacy, prescribe me some knockers.
Wait until I lose the rags…
… Get me some new boxers.
Grab my high school shorty, and f*ck her on a locker.
She’ Jamaican and she’ proper.
Graduation twenty-eleven, her prom date is a shocker, like,
“Gasp! Who could it be?”
I’m the one who gaffed, like, “Stupid, it’s me!”
Oh yeah, now my sexy ass doctor is here.
I wanna kiss her, like the top of the year, and tell her it’s nothin’ to think clear…

… But, she thinks I’m nuts for holding a pink bear, NOT HERE.

…

[Chorus]
The hook go like,

HUG ME… Or something of the sort.
Give me support. Be my own fort.
LOVE ME… Or something of the sort.
Give me support. Keep me on course.
HUG ME…
Before they make me hug myself…
Hug myself…
Hug myself… F*ck it’s-
F*ck a space jacket, uh, I want my space back.
F*ck a straight jacket, uh, I want my space back.
F*ck a straight jacket; I want my space back.

It go,

HUG ME… Or something of the sort.
Give me support. Be my own fort.
LOVE ME… Or something of the sort.
Give me support. Keep me on course.

HUG ME…
Before they make me hug myself.
Before they make me hug myself.
F*ck a straight jacket; I want my space back.

… Uh…

Before they make me hug myself…

*leaves booth; barely audible talking heard*

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Pre(e)

2011-08-09T08:14:00.001-04:00

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(verse 1)
Pretty retarded
Dominican chick, I'm feelin' like Ricky Martin
Livin' la vida.. She's so pretty
The livin' nirvana is what I'm in in the city
Y'all know where I'm from and where I been
But.. I don't care where she been
Is she staring at men or is she staring at me
many men are in the room but there's only one me
So comfy on her couch the big comfy couch,
I'm a big dummy now 'cause I should've said ow or hi or
How about now
How about I power down the sky
That means night time, so quite fly
Is the outfit she can only notice it when her eyes are on me
But her eyes were on me so I's no longer lonely

(Hook)
Me and my lady get up
And we gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it
Just as soon as we get up
We be gettin' it in, gettin' it in
Baby got skin like a cup of java
Baby got skin like a cup of java
Wanna get it in get a cup of java
'Cause she will ware you out

(verse 2)
They was playing music choice in the livin' room
I was hittin' a blunt in the bathroom
I don't even care if there's mad syllables
That I'm missin when I'm spittin' this shit, I'm mad cool
So I came out of the bathroom zooted
And I see her dancin' to the music
And her ass keeps movin' the couch
And her friends keep movin' about
In the same direction I think she got gravity
On her belt..
So on I felt..
But I couldn't feel on her yet
I ain't even get to know her but it's on I bet
When I lay the right G down but
Since this is C now spittin' I'm gettin' cenile
Wish I could dip her into the nile
So into her and she's into me now
She don't know where I live
She can't visit me
So intricately I send her this kite, like
You gettin' me when I spit on this mic, right?
So how 'bout I light it up.. night bright
At night, I'm bright
But it's the middle of the day
When I awake and I see her thighs and shake like
Why did I not try to go in
Why don't I just try to win?
Y'know, this is a game, this love thing
Such a shame when I try to spit the game it's disgusting
She got up went to the bathroom
When she woke up I went into her room and took a nap
The time space continuum must've took her back
So I wrote into my book of fact
Dear love, dear cupid, dear whoever is in charge of this shit
I can't do better than this chick
Maybe I can and I just ain't giving myself the benefit of the..
What the..
Heck is this, the exorcist my neck twists when she entered the room
I had to exit it
Aw my lord, all the sweat drippin'
She ain't even that hot but she is that hot
Quite the duplicitous
Sentence I spit.. I miss you, miss

(Hook)
Me and my lady get up
And we gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it, gettin' it
Just as soon as we get up
We be gettin' it in, gettin' it in
Baby got skin like a cup of java
Baby got skin like a cup of java
Wanna get it in get a cup of java
'Cause she will ware you out

Me and my lady get up

Speech Impaired

2011-08-09T07:32:00.002-04:00

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[Verse 1]

I remember leaving P.S. 125

Everybody thought that i was one funny guy

But deep inside i couldn't hide the truth

I was ruthless, if i could rap, i'd find a booth

But no, i was a punk rocker, off my dumb rocker

So i had to be smart, it wasn't fun not to, be

See during class i'd just spazz, answer mad questions

But when it came time for lunch i just

Got punked, knocked the fuck out

Like DEBO, no EGO so BELOW

Standards, damn son how could it be

Seems like my own mother wasn't proud of me B

Obviously, somebody had my back

Cause once i focused on the music

I flashed right back to my past life

I was a king, or a God

And you need to be shot if you think that I'm not

So...

[Chorus]

If you can't tell me what you can't tell me

Then you can't tell me nothin'

So you may as well be in a wishin' well see

Cause i won't change for *NOTHIN*

So watchu wanna talk about?

Wanna have a talk, and bow?

Cause you know I'm talkin' bout

And I'm

Everywhere yup Everywhere Everywhere yup(x2)

[Verse 2]

I was God's old son, i was married to Kate

In school carried weight, cause i carried the weight.

Wait

Could the real reason this fellas laughed at me

Was cause they got fucked up telepathically

Tell the faculty, I held a staff meeting

End of the week, tell them to go to hell and back

With me, actually it wasn't control

I was FUCKIN' controlled, mind stuck in my soul

Fuckin' sucks, yeah i know, but such is my goal

Let 'em know that i know what was to be told

But fuck it' it's over, i just wanna hold Simone Porter

I hope Simone knows i hold a cold shoulder

To hoes' just for her

She better stay, she's gonna stay, till' she levitates

You know what she told me?

"You ain't gotta cry, get well"

I told her "this feels good, but only time can tell"

And she responded...

[Chorus]

If you can't tell me what you can't tell me

Then you can't tell me nothin'

So you may as well be in a wishin' well see

Cause i won't change for *NOTHIN*

So watchu wanna talk about?

Wanna have a talk, and bow?

Cause you know I'm talkin' bout

And I'm

Everywhere yup Everywhere Everywhere yup(x2)

[Verse 3]

I went from, fuckin' hoes in MT.Morris park

To talkin' business with my lawyer in a foreign car

He lookin' in my eyes "You're important Charles

So why I keep rappin this morbid bars?"

The skeletons around me, found me, ground me

When i get too high they all surround me, and clown me

Fuck you and your wonderful livin'

"BECAUSE YOU'RE STILL ONE OF THE LIVIN"

That's why i, think of suicide every five minutes

I can't afford rehab, betty died in it

So when you think I'm gas, like Getty I'm drivin'

To make sushi from all the spaghetti I'm given'

Chef Boyardee, E In Me... VOLIST

Why test me?

The-The mothafuckin' genius is back

Bringin' the facts and rumors

Like Jesus is Black, i just BLACKED

[Chorus]

If you can't tell me what you can't tell me

Then you can't tell me nothin'

So you may as well be in a wishin' well see

Cause i won't change for *NOTHIN*

So watchu wanna talk about?

Wanna have a talk, and bow?

Cause you know I'm talkin' bout

And I'm

Everywhere yup Everywhere Everywhere yup(x2)

UBYIC

2011-08-08T21:08:00.011-04:00

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[Verse 1]
Haven’t seen me, ‘cause I’m sick of getting’ looked at.
‘Cause every time my n1ggas see me, I just look wack.
I don’t wanna be like Noah if he looked back.
‘Cause I would turn to dust, and you can look that UP-uh.
I’m the "lame CH".
But I’m living past one-hundred and eighty-eight.
You can find me in the Genesis; I be the beginning of the end.
Finally, my living will begin.

I believe that I could be the pitcher of the tent.
That only youth and all of my believers can live in.
And; All of the celebrities and lawmakers?
Can suck my balls, like jawbreakers.
Ain’t nobody visit the man.
Y’all know where I live, and didn’t give me a hand.
I DECIDE who I show some love to.
I’m 5’7”, y’all got some growin’ up to do.

[Chorus]
Everybody know what it is…
Everybody know what it is…
Everybody know what it is…
Everybody know what it is…

Open up your eyes and see.
Open up your eyes and see.
Open up your eyes and see.
Open up your eyes and see…

[Verse 2]
N1gga was plottin’ a sequel to “Awkward”.
If I do it, will I seem like a stalker?
Can’t nobody envision me as a pauper.
I’m an author. (Arthur); N1ggas is ash. (Ashe)
Been the nastiest, since tennis class.
In the past. Get a grasp of that.
Who said I never grabbed a gat?
Instead of a cabbage patch; Did I stash a pack?

Get cash, ‘cause I used to flip halves of crack;
Was I addicted to the high, or addicted to the buy?
Only Noah is the n1gga in the sky.
I flip keys, like S-T-E-V-I;
E, if you want to accept me as I TRY to bless you with di-VINE arresting of your MIND.
I’m in the hood, like Pepsi and a "slice";
Either two sodas, or I chew. SO WHAT.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
They used to say I couldn’t focus in school, but;
I used to focus on the future too much.
I was about age 9 when I grew up.
12 years later, NOW I wanna screw up.
I’m on point, n1ggas like, “You coulda’ fooled us!”
Shouldna’ told me. Now I gotta OD.
Used to walk the Sahara and get cold feet.
Only stopping when I’m thirsty for a Sobe.

Too quick, I don’t wanna do sh1t.
Acres of blue piff. My n1gga, the true chick.
Take you to school, maybe get laid from some new b****.
If she doesn’t mind.
Baby, do you give?!
Truth is, y’all don’t KNOW what abuse is.
So face the music.
Do you see?!

[Chorus]

*beat plays for remaining duration*

I'll Lean In

2011-08-08T14:27:00.010-04:00

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[Intro]
I am proof. Dammit…

… Extraterrestrials do exist.

[Verse 1]
This is extraterrestrial experimentation, they consider me an extra special patient.
They don’t care if I’m patient. Barely care if I make it.
We are everywhere, and they HATE. IT.
Try to throw us in a scary location.
In various ways, we declare liberation.

Weather stations, may set a date. But let them speculate.
... I’m being treated second-rate. No hesitation.

I’m fine, no medication.
84% of me, says, “Forget the nation. Detonation.”
But I’m concerned about the destination, explanation, and the overall population’s acceptance, and obsession with Satan.
The second I say Satan, the breath of the laymen are taken, and I’m left paving the pavement.
Let’s get democratic.
Sinner’s magic, or antennae magic.
Dinner is average, I snack on your average winner, while MOST of you f*ggots snack on a wiener.
And the practice of malpractice, snacks on dreamers.
Intricately speaking? My innocence is bleeding.

… Draw blood and the density is misleading.

Urine samples.
Only the “purest” can handle.
They drink the blood and piss, just to think above your average life-form.
… Or, to think above your love for living.
(Hold on…)
But pink is in my blood… ‘Till you try to find it.
Look dumb with your need… And your medical license.
Tryin’ to hide behind it.
No blowjobs, I give mind to mindless.
And my aliens friends are smilin’, as I define it.

There is a lie in what we do.
… Or I have clues to find.

Aliens committin’ suicide?
Afraid of ?grins? We’re peaceful, I say again…

Told you in audus, I’m spendin‘-
I told you AUGUST, I’m spending a day, or ten…

Not worried about gettin’ paid is the way to live.

But there’s a bounty on a spaceship.
So we disappear.
Drift away into space again…

[Aside]
Jack!

… George!

… Tay!

It’s a lot of…

.
.
.

Courtney! I hope I’m right…

… I said Courtney.
Cut it out over there, wherever y’all n1ggas is at…

.
.
.

Keep recording, keep recording…
Yeah…

Frank MIDI on the outside…
… Record it.

Frankie, thank you…

Frankie Thanks.
Haha! Yeah…
Yeah…

Damn…

It’s crazy here, man, I’m over-thinkin‘… Giving this n1gga a nickname for his nickname.
Damn, man…

You feel me?! Like…
See, like… The f*ck…

It’s such a different form of… Thinking, man, like…
I’m really not here with a LOT OF YOU N1GGAS…

*laughs slightly*

And I be knowing what it is man, I be saying Sega everyday, and n1ggas be like, “NO.”
I be like, “What chu mean?! I know- AHHHHH… F**CK.” You know what I mean?”

And it’s like… “You sure you ain’t guessing? Cause the government got mad information and sh1t…”

N1ggas can… NATURALLY kiss my ass, like… Straight up…
Like, n1ggas is…
It’s certain rules and whatever, I know I said some things…
It was a few times… N1ggas was like, you know, “Charles, you crossed the line.”…
You know…

Sometimes… You know, secret societies, and public belief, and understanding and stuff…
… Gets misconstrued, and maybe my… Understand, or lack thereof… Has people confused…

… One.

...

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Tacos

2011-08-08T13:28:00.002-04:00

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Its 2:03 in the morning,
the vocal booth is pouring
Cause I choke the tubes No strokin loose
Pokin Moves,
Just getting boners being the dude, that storms with the truth
But boredom is my new form of being Cool
Dude, Laura warned Murder that Being Steve Is an Issue
and didn't believe It
until the speech of being reason for a missile being secretly Miss used
Heat seeking, my teeth Gritts cause peep this, I be on my Peace shit
My war is with the belief less, Gee whiz
I'm a G taking a Wiz on the beat
Sacred and Sweet the things I say when Even speaking
Pervasive, Persuasive, when Leading to the basics
and reap what you lay in ya Acres
I get a heaping Helping of Ether,
and proceed to mouth the features of people who needed help from being...
Yooooo....

Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, And Gorditas...

Ironically I have a Disney fan base,
Which honestly appeals to my Rotten teeth
Cause I can face the Monotony of being a 50, Or your man Drake
cause Gothic scenes still have not received a damn break
Lots of teens in this lands faced what I conceive as Standard hate
From now to supreme antiquated parenting
from obscene scenes standing in woman in mans place
Word to MTV, The planet must be sick of me
Parents that are strict reflect the Planets that wish to visit me
Or wish to get a visit from me, Its apparent
Granted I'm Gaffling you you young gunners with bum hunger
I just know some Stunners, Who wonder if the Suns number Is one
I mean come on It sounds dumb
But I'm Hotter than Rettoh,
Hotter backwards, Now you gotta repeat it
God I'm retarded,
cause that's not how I said It but now that I see it, Wow I'm a genius I am loud but conceited
(WHOOAAAA!!!)

Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get,
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, And Gorditas...

Peter pan with pot, leave the land and plot,
to heat the land I drop next on with the hot test of Songs
My guess Is wrong who wants a contest with long
to see If pride gets It on with writing songs that's less than 5 seconds
(Charles Hamilton)
As soon as this dropped you got blessed
as soon as your hips rocked you got Lured into the Vortex, Stop
Hot stepped, like here comes the, Hear thunder
The brainstorm Is clearly jumping for the Gear fumbler
I don't dress casual I dress radical
My sex Is magical, Stress Is yes, that I know
I bet carrots grow when letting Rabbits flow
MF Bunny, the best dressed on the Coast of Madagascar
Pass Hard
This is a Jaguar Starved since last March, and Acting mad harsh towards the Backyardigans
Cats rap half Hearted's at the John Q ??? Or beyond you to spit some Great shit

Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos...
Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, And Gorditas...

(Charles Hamilton)
(Charles Hamilton)

(Charles Hamilton)

[Beat rides out]

Ring Around The Rosey

2011-08-08T09:59:00.003-04:00

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This shit make you want to do the butterfly

I'm Charles Hamilton

Blame It on Luck, Or divine Intervention,
Either way I have arrived with a Quickness
No surprise that lies come with riches,
guys that be trippin.
Eyes from the bitches
Plot and then wishing,
to try to get a dime from the sick kid that said he wouldn't make It in the business
Which Is partially true
cause not a dollars on my mind when I talk in the booth
Feels so blessed to be me, and lucky to be so real
Yes I need be, Break was easy Life is hard
See y'all are lucky I aint give my life to God, to do gospel
but she Watching me shine,
Yea that's the ticket, So Its lottery time, Hahh...
The spotlight gotta be Mine,
So let me mold the track with my Pottery Rhymes

Ring around the Rosey, Pocket full of dough see, and before these hoes didn't know me
So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
Ring around the Rosey, Pocket full of dough see, and before these hoes
First you love me, then You hate me then You love me again
If I'm ugly and I'm crazy, Why you fuck me again, Hahh...

Whats the difference between My dancing Jivanta,
bad chick that I could of rammed In Atlanta
and A white Girl on Campus In Alabama?
Nothing, I just wanted to shout em' out
I give my women Friends attention, Without a doubt
but how about they realer than Dames,
that knew my name before I even entered the Game
Still ain't shit right, but I can spit right, and Hit right,
whats the purpose of Midnight
Straight forward, I don't like Karma, but Im a Charmer
Right Shawna? I ain't gonna
but Since I'm in your mouth So is my name
Not tryna play you, or slay you. but you know what the game Is
So even If you was being real,
Our romance game is strange, Why I hope you can Change It
I done seen this Movie before, So pardon Me for snoozing, I'm bored
What you want more

Ring around the Rosey, Pocket full of dough see, and before these hoes didnt know me
So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
Ring around the Rosey, Pocket full of dough see, and before these hoes
First you love me, then You hate me then You love me again
If I'm ugly and I'm crazy, Why you fuck me again, Hahh...

Nina, Chill Imma call you when I'm ready to,
Still buggin how you had your daughter in the bed with you,
while having sex with you, that wasn't effing cute
but I'm a guy, that's a lesson to the rest of you
Rena, I heard you were kissin my homie
Hope It isn't so but If It is then you OD'd
but Its cool cause you don't even know me,
I could only hope to be holding You closely
See I only like heaven sent women,
but time spent with bitches make me just resent women
and these bitches misrepresent women,
and Niggas make women feel like Irrelevant Bitches
and Irrelevant Women aren't relevant with em'
Sarah Palin ass Vice President bitches
So leave It to a real nigga to get indented
the menace a minister and the niggas from the Apprentice, Hahh...

(True what you believe to be, and I ain't Even gotta Front you see Its me)

(Charles Hamilton Baby, Charles Hamilton baby)

So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
So why they acting like they all of a sudden know me
Ring around the Rosey, Pocket full of dough see, and before these hoes
(Try to do the Kid in Play with yourself, Pause.)
First you love me, then You hate me then You love me again
If I'm ugly and I'm crazy, Why you fuck me again, Hahh...

Whoooooooo

Whoo

Try to understand...

Instead of being so Demanding

[[Are you really serious about fuckin around with these other bitches again
I caught you red handed muthafucka I'm sitting here with my legs wide open
and If you don't call me back in the next 5 minutes,
You will never smell,Feel, or taste this Pussy again, You fucking Whore]]

lol..

No, No, No (Charles' verse only)

2011-08-08T09:14:00.001-04:00

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(Intro)
Charles Hamilton..
And this pretty girl..
Teairra..

(short verse)
Okay, you're mad, you screamin' and such
You hate me so much..
Could at least hit me up
Okay, I get it, I hit it, I'm wrong
But you been gone for a minute, her kitten was long
And she said everything you didn't, she kissin' me more
Than you did..
I'm livin, she livin', you gone
So come back at me with lyrics for pissing me off
I'm waiting.. I'm waiting..
I guess I'm..

Nah Dead Ass

2011-08-08T08:16:00.002-04:00

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(CH Talking/Intro)
It's Charles Hamilton..
Yea..
Sha-Leik, I know when to come in.. But..
I'ma go in early, iight?

(verse 1)
Cold winter nights huddled in my old navy bubble coat
You don't know about my struggle, yo
Old pizza, food in a throat, freezer
Some old skeezer
I was made to feel like a cold diva
But at the time she was what my soul needed
Convinced myself that I wasn't gon' leave her
Heartbroken, but beatin'
My soul was never beaten
Never walked around feeling defeated
Stood tall even when I was seated
Reason bein'.. I had a reason for believin'
Chosen, a warm heart that was frozen
Those that, know me I was going
To the top.. 'Cause when I go in
Whether it was from the top or not, everything I drop was hot
I did it for me, now I do it for those who believe
If you believe in me, then I do it for we
We.. I don't doubt, not a wee-bit
I'm free, this love is yours.. Keep it
I love y'all

(Hook)
I will give you my all
As long as my all is more than enough for you
I guess I want it all
If not, you still make my day saying I fucks with you
On some G shit..
(This is real as it gets.. This is real as it gets, Naw dead ass)
On Some G shit..
(This is real as it gets.. This is real as it gets)

(verse 2)
I got fans now, I believe I'm the man now
I can stand proud
I got a blog with a comment box, they want real shit
So if I get fake that's when the comments stop
Shouts to Joe Linkin, Chi-City
They don't know me..
But they say they vibe with me..
The little haters, beef instigators
Probably tight 'cause I got signed by a major
So they spend they whole day on my blog
Just to talk
And try to make me feel small
Commented on..
Simone's pics
Her pink lips got 'em tight 'cause they the one she won't kiss
And if the bitch cheats, she gon' miss me
But I love her, my emotions spill on this beat
Sha-Leik you my nigga till the end
It's spirutual, listen, you my sibling not my friend

(Hook)
I will give you my all
As long as my all is more than enough for you
I guess I want it all
If not, you still make my day saying I fucks with you
On some G shit..
(This is real as it gets.. This is real as it gets, Naw dead ass)
On Some G shit..
(This is real as it gets.. This is real as it gets)

(CH Talking)
I just wanna take this time to..
Thank everybody
For everything..
Everybody for everything..
I don't think people understand how good it feels
To be in the position I'm in now
Ya know what I mean, I get called arrogant
'Cause I believe in myself..
And I believe in my vision..
There's a lot of pain that comes with feeling this good
Sometimes that same pain makes it hard to believe that you can feel this good
It's whatever though.. I'm still here, right?
(Hook comes in, CH still talking)
I'd of been through more shit than anybody could imagine..
More shit than I done told niggas..
I just wanna thank everybody.. EVERYBODY.. For everything..
For the love, for the hate, the animosity, the dual intentions.. Whatever..
You get it, thank you..
I ain't gon' change..
I might evolve, I might develop..
Might grow.. But I ain't gon' change..
It's Charles Hamilton to the death, baby.
The one and only.. The anomaly..

Brazilian Crying Season

2011-08-08T07:54:00.003-04:00

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(verse 1)
Weather man said it's gon' rain
He must've heard that I had this beat playin'
I'm sayin', I'm so in tuned with my flow it's assumed that you know it's cool
No sense but you have to know what is due when I precipitate
Or run with a better word, articulate
What I'm going through
The cold wind blew God's air conditioner
Not con-air, but I dare mention her
In the same vein as mistake
My brain maintains a pack
I came to rap the most insane of facts
Mr. Real name is back
Side affects of my rhymes I guess are the same as crack
Check my vowels, bring the x to ya files
You're livin' in my past shadow
Wow.. Accept that it's now..

(Hook)
We're livin' in
A world where we all afraid
To live again
We all wanna see the sun for
A little bit
But we waitin' on the pain
Ignorin' the mornin', just..
(Waiting on the rain)
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
(Waiting on the rain)

(verse 2)
Tears from heaven, three cheers for Eric
The weight of the thunder clap is a ton
I don't wanna rap, I wanna chat but it's fun
To be like my tobacco and black from my lungs
Downpour, count 4, walk out the back
Then you run, pistol loaded, now you cats gotta run
As for the sun it shines like the black from a gun
In a flash then it's done
But it will be back when it wants
And me? I'm like the weather channel
Tune in like you askin' for sun
Let me either fuck ya day up or tell you it's a beach day
Yes, please lay up
And you pessimists waitin' for the exodus
Or waitin' for the exit, it's never comin', better quit
Can't nobody tell it like me, a better spike lee,
Bring ya umbrella like dream

(Hook)
We're livin' in
A world where we all afraid
To live again
We all wanna see the sun for
A little bit
But we waitin' on the pain
Ignorin' the mornin', just..
(Waiting on the rain)
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
(Waiting on the rain)

(verse 3)
Stargazin' you can only do it once a day
After April showers, what comes in may?
Let it come in for me, more than one different way
To get to the center of this gazy shit
Even I'm amazed when I spit
I pray to a chick and she blesses me
My telepathy with the lady who where ever I go she's right next to me
Does get the best of me
But misspell May and this shit smells great
Fresh air, a fresh pair of fresh airs
And you couldn't walk in my path
If I don't know you I won't talk to ya ass
No hose out so stay off of the grass
Let the rain drop, every last rain drop
Let the rain drop, every last rain drop
Let the rain drop.. Haha

(Hook)
We're livin' in
(And I ain't gotta name drop)
A world where we all afraid
To live again
(It's Charles Hamilton, haha)
We all wanna see the sun for
A little bit
(Feel me?)
But we waitin' on the pain
Ignorin' the mornin', just..
(Waiting on the rain)
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
What's wrong with us?
Why can't mother nature get along with us?
(Waiting on the rain)

(Outro)
We're livin' in..
To live again..
A little bit..
..
Waiting on the raaaaiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn
..
Waiting on the raaaaiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn

Sha-Leik blacked for this beat.

The Truman Show

2011-08-08T07:38:00.003-04:00

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[Verse 1]

I sit alone in my grandmothers home

Writin' poems in the zone, cause i don't want to know what's out there

Cause' out there niggas' watchin, plottin'

Jockin' hottin' is not an option

Makin' beats on my laptop possessed by J.Dilla

If i don't calm down, i can be a straight killer

Just tryna make scrilla' album wise, make thriller

I ate gorillas, i'm beastin what a great feelin'

But with the slightest budge, i can move

Feelin' like that talkin' bout' me on club comic view

If such is true then, what the fuck ima do?

Cops got they eye on me, fuck ima do?

Dialo ain't got nothin' on Diablo, dead ass

Fed up, fed last tryna get stead fast

Hard to accept that niggas got they eye on me

They not tryin' me but all they do is spy on me

[Chorus]

I must look good or somethin'

Never seen a punk rocker in the hood or somethin'

They bad at bein' real but they good for frontin'

So what's good, you want me to go wood or somethin?

And what y'all niggas lookin' at? huh? (x4)

Huh?! Huh!? Huh!?

[Verse 2]

Park benches, Charles gettin' hard splinters

In his head when he wake up, no converses

No soft splinters

Y'all niggas think shit is okay

Till' I flip and OJ and turn this to Nicole day

No way, tell them niggas go play

I need a fast break like a give and go play

Pickin' rolled j's stocked in malone days

Only piece of mind i see, is in Simone face

But groupies get reckless, in Simone's face

This is no game, I'm pissed at those dames

The cloud rains down cause the shit is so gray

I paid my fuckin' dues but i ain't gettin' no pay

My records run the streets, but i ain't gettin' no play

Asked God what's goin on, but the nigga won't say

Shit, he become mute at his old age

Lookin' at my wrist bouta get the old blade

But...

[Chorus]

I must look good or somethin'

Never seen a punk rocker in the hood or somethin'

They bad at bein' real but they good for frontin'

So what's good, you want me to go wood or somethin?

And what y'all niggas lookin' at? huh? (x4)

Huh?! Huh!? Huh!?

[Verse 3]

Another nigga need a favor, a bitch need the flavor

My church is refuges temple but im feelin even greater

Can't go back cause them niggas don't relate to

A rookie ball player bouta make it to the majors

I used to be the good boy that plays the organ

Now they lookin at me funny like im tracy morgan

Shit, another name bringin back some fuckin pain

I lost everything it really aint enough to gain

I walk a thin line all the time just to sprain

My ankles so i can walk on an angle

Far from an angel, heart full of danger

Father's a stranger, mom is a gamer

Tryna catch a break when i catch a contract

Ma thats whack, for that catch a contact

Can i live? I guess the fuck not

Stressed the fuck out

But blessed with such doubt

Whatever man...

[Chorus]

I must look good or somethin'

Never seen a punk rocker in the hood or somethin'

They bad at bein' real but they good for frontin'

So what's good, you want me to go wood or somethin?

And what y'all niggas lookin' at? huh? (x4)

Huh?! Huh!? Huh!?

Sunbathing

2011-08-08T03:11:00.002-04:00

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CHarles HAMilton "SunBathing"
(Verse 1)
Never rest until you're the best,
I rest in an arrested place..
Behind the bars of mindless stars,
I'm a far cry from hard.
Try bizarre!?!
Pilot a fire I light and now the light is charred.
Vitamins or Vicodin?
I try 'em all.
I still walk away Vic-Tor-Ious,
kid you're a genius. I spit,
but more reason to give an award to a seething beast-board or appeasing the people listening to the same kid,
brainless indeed....
Can't spit on beat but never misses a beat!
Can't mix a beat but EQ's the shit out of an instrument given,
get it???
No?!?
So who goes in further?
Murder!
Purpose???
To serve a purpose to the person's who hurt the person first..
Who could that be???
The picture's moving at me!
Losing all Rucker-like and tuck the mic inside my gut.
Puff the lie and spit truth until the very end!
Prepare me to sin,
situation looking hairy again.
Scary?
Barely,
I'm bare when I perform...
Nudity is usually the coolest I can be..
but skin breaking out plus the grins on the face and mouths of all the hating and powerless fakers make me awake and pout!!!
Stay, awake the doubt, cause a day can vouch for all the days I stay awake to vouch for everybody that can say they doubt.....
"Damn Charles, what's all the hating about?!?"
I think my logic speaks for itself...
Feed me a felts,
breathe in the future,
exhale something gross!
Well,
I wonder if something was the most?
Cause something got you niggas thinking I don't hold grudges!?!
I hold a grudge with the girl that hit me with her crutches!
Fucked her in eighth grade, as if it wasn't nothing.
Hugged her a week ago..
of course she still love it!
Kill her worst enemy because he took my place!
She gained weight but I still stay in high grade so...
We migrate to right now, where I lay.
The center of attention, again...

(Hook)
Over the sunrise, UNDER THE SUNSET!!
I raise my arms, CAUSE I AIN'T DONE YET!!!

(Verse 2)
I've seen it before, it bores me to not rebel..
Watch the shelf, I'm not on it, I copy wealth!
Give me liberty or I give you death!!
I listen to "whose who" less cause I proved next is so yesterday that all my old friends are like YES!!
You can bet I prove who is a vet.
I'm that bitch!!
Baddest chick in the game!
Call me a pussy,
it establishes what I claim!
Fattest hips when I hop.
Grab a nigga and drop him!
And that isn't no faggot shit so just stop it!
Rap is faggot-bashing and stabbing a bastard for acting as if his actions are badder than the master!!!
So why would I not improve in front of everyone?
Music is fun,
I abuse and punk everyone!
Hardy har, the Matt and Jeff in one man.
Had to step on a beat and unland...
DAMN!!!
I had fun being the man cause deep inside my plans demands a kingdom for me and my mans and them!
As you can see, this is Hamilton.
I've gotten so nice, I don't write..
I'm just freeing my hands again!!
It was written 'til the looseleaf was lost.
Now I Bruce Lee your Jet Li bars!
I rest in peace when I Tombstone your new home!
Live in your head???
Then live with being dead!!!
Get this,
I don't even wanna pray,
I run away!
Somewhere there's nothing, something just wanna play!
But I play hard, think hard, and write hard!
I stay hard, I stink hard, and life's hard!!!
Brain showers to cowards who will remain cowards and I stained flowers with my sustained power...
The same..
Clam chowder everyday and my on the clock couldn't curb the appetite of a rappers delight, so...
After last night's satellite flight I decided I would like to divide my life between being the nicest on the beat and being misunderstood...
Told you I'm the baddest bitch!
What bitch want it?!?
GOOD!!!
Sit under the hood and get a motor change!
You got a bike pedal mouth and I got a motor brain!
Go insane,
as if you don't know my name...
Uhhn!!

(Hook)
Over the sunrise, UNDER THE SUNSET!!
I raise my arms, CAUSE I AIN'T DONE YET!!!
I take you, take you, away from me!
I take you, take you, away from me!
Could I be, the opposite of..
What you should trust, and hold in regard?
WHAT DOES IT MATTER?!?
I'M A BEAUTIFUL LIAR!!!
Though I expose me, you still hold me!
I don't take advantage of you!
I don't take advantage of you!
I don't take advantage of YOUUuUUuU!!
I don't take advantage of YOUUUuuuu!!!

Awesome!
*Exits Booth*

Awesomely contributed by

Jose ISLA!

Wonderful Wondering

2011-08-08T03:00:00.002-04:00

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(Intro)

(And I wonder, if you know, what it means...)
I do though...
Don't feel bad if you don't know, it takes me a minute to figure it out sometimes too...
Hey! (laughs)
Uhum... It's Charles Hamilton

This is going to be fun.
Take a picture H, I'm in the booth.
haha...

Yo... let's have some fun...

(Verse)

This is something that ya'll niggas been waiting on
Haters been hated on, critics get debated on.
Say it's wrong, but it's something you could say along too.
Eat a dick, get your hate on.
Charles Hamilton. Charles The Hamilton.
The solution's question. No problem answering...
Think about it.
Ya'll can't handle him.
Tall like not at the smallest candle sticks.
Either way, you got to crawl to answer him.
I'm the youngest in charge, so call me Anikin.
Around the same time, still I gotta groove back.
The same time these rap fellas got their cool back.
True fact, I'm too hot to be cool.
You not, so you got to be cool.
Nu-Hop's the true Hop, and he's who do not give two Pac's what threes do.

(Talking)

Thieves, whatever.
I've been trying to.. keep that... you know... out of space shit from going on when I'm in the booth.
What man?! Taking pictures of me in the booth and shit. (chuckles)
HO... naw deadass, I need a __ to H. I'm fucking hungry... (chuckles)
Yeah...
I might mess up the flow on this verse. I don't know. Were going to keep it anyway...

(Verse)

I treat this rap shit, Like I do my Blog. (I will expose you for what you are not)
Do or die, that's what Harlem taught me.
Look at this bag of swag that Harlem bought me.
If you cats get mad let's talk, I'm sure we can figure out why you fell off like Pauly Shore, B.
Charles of course is by far the hardest (?)
Call a coffin, get dressed in your best shit, after the test then next is your exit.
Blessed with the best gift, death can accept it.
Will I live for (forever)? Yes, so accept it.
Breath of the essence. The essence of excellence.
The excellence of execution. No confusion.
Accusing rappers for rap losing.
I'm all east with a little Pac like Saigon.
Now I got the news in, back to bruising.
Who's kid is this? Don't assume him.
Assume sin, being holy ain't amusing.
Atleast I'm real, I walk with jesus.
But I don't do just so ya'll can see it.
Turn around, have enough money for heaven to back round, and treat myself to a present, I just treat myself to the present.
Shit, I just beat myself to the present.
I'm about to see myself in a second.
God said "You need my help?"
I said "Forget it. You gave me the ability I need to just dead it."
God just smiled. Said "I hear you my nigga! Watch how I make the world fear you my nigga!"
It just sucks and it's really fucked up that you look at my success and say "God damn, he lucked up!"
But such is what feeds me energy.
You need me industry, believe me, it is me.
Recieve the entity, and see the mystery.
Please, get sick of me. You bleed the remedy.
The reason it is me? You bleed the enemy.
I'm everything that pumps your blood. Your heart is pink.
Right now you should start to think... "Damn, is there pink inside of me? Is he inside of me? I'm listening to him now. Could he be beside me?"
All you got to do is smoke weed, you'll find me.
Hey spirits! Feel free to guide me. Don't leave me blindly...
Why? Cause...
I really can't afford to be led by a chorus of dead, but I can bring it back with no chorus instead.
Can't afford to be led by a chorus of dead, but I bring it back with no chorus instead? (chuckles)

(Talking)

I don't know what it means...
I don't... honestly...
So, uhh... fuck this song.
Ladies and gentlemen... the ____ HO

haha... I'm out this fucking booth...

(Chorus) x4

And I wonder, if you know, what it means... what it means...
And I wonder, if you know, what it means... what it means...

And I wonder, if you know, what it means... to find your dreams come true.
Come true... Come true... Come true... Come true...

Sun Music

2011-08-08T00:20:00.002-04:00

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Good Morning!
I hope you're listening to this in the A.M.
Wake up to the sound of me, I'm shining!
You already know what it is...

(Verse)

Hidy Ho from the top of the world, it's the imaginary player getting top from your girl
But i'm not, you imagine it
A sinner sin of my imagination of valid dick, fuck your entire graduation
Retire rappers waiting
The entire rap nation is inspired glad your hating
My fire's mad at Satan
Damn homie why can't I burn like you?
Is lucifer's question, cause my music is reckless
I tell them chill out I already wrote my will out a mintue ago
Niggas know, this nigga could flow
But they fire at me anyway
Knowing any day they name could be what's his face called? Nigga anyway...
Aight, you mad cause you not Charles
Your flow ain't mine, a cream cheese yogurt and hot sauce; nasty
You could say my name twice on the beat but I'll still give you love
You ain't nicer then me.

(Chorus)

Staring at the sun, I know your eyes hurt (woo!) your side hurt, you live off my name don't lie jerk
Standing in the sea, you ain't standing with me, jealousy got you stupid niggas panicking.
Your mouth is open wide, the lover in the sky... colliding with the sun, (yup!)
Your staring at the sun, (Uh-Huh) your standing in the sea, nobody's over me. (yeah, ow!)

(Verse)

I give you light, give you heat, I am over driven.
I'm the sun, you get lost up in the solar system.
You know the business like I fired you
I can do everything you thought you were good at.
I am the hotter you
Roll up, slow your roll up, know your roll chump, niggas turn into fruits when I roll up.
I expose such as so fun like a fucking conjunction
So much for your public assumptions
I'm C H A R, hey ya'll like Andre 3 thousand, can't take me down. I ain't C Brown, but a nigga like me live in crazy town.
Black magic on a black savint, that's blacking.
You cats acting? Get axed with your wack rapping. Where's the camera at? Action.
That blacking?
Nah, my gun go one way; sun ray.
Sunday, bloody sunday.
You too can be another casualty of the hamilton voodoo, you doo doo.
What?!

(Chorus)

Staring at the sun, I know your eyes hurt (woo!) your side hurt, you live off my name don't lie jerk
Standing in the sea, you ain't standing with me, jealousy got you stupid niggas panicking.
Your mouth is open wide, the lover in the sky... colliding with the sun, (yup!)
Your staring at the sun, (Uh-Huh) your standing in the sea, nobody's over me. (yeah, ow!)

(Verse)

Don't make me a bully, I won't take me to church.
It's so crazy, it hurts.
But no day could you pull me, inside your weather.
Life's sucks, why don't I try to throw a dart at that shining ass in the sky, guy.
If I die, you fry.
Hell on earth, tell em first.
You outta know VH1 pellet burst. No bullets...
You can't take a shot from the Hamilton and koch so you better off on koch sucking Hamilton's cock, STOP!
You better off being chump dummy
Being my enemy will only take money from me
And If I'm broke you don't eat, you my eligble daughter. You bitch niggas still be swimming in (Water!) of your mother's womb, who don't fuck with you.
Wish you were me? I told her wear a rubber too, prevent another mistake.
When a lover should come, you get burnt. Don't fuck with the sun.
Charles Hamilton!

(Chorus)

Where Is Charles Hamilton?

2011-08-07T23:41:00.004-04:00

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(Intro)

Can ya hear me?
I’m so proud of you, man.
Chris Rivera…

Haha

C’mon…

(Verse)

Chris Rivera made a site when I disappeared.
whereischarleshamilton.com
Sitting there one night, as he gives an ear to my large and hard banter
He logs on
Talks about, me and his thoughts of where I’ve gone.
__ in a climate of anti-Hamilton
His picture implicates, he’s saying “And I’m a Hamilton!”
From my screen, he looks like barely any trouble
When I tune into him, he’s there and getting into bigger trouble
Another two year old, iller than school
Or killing niggas in school
Grilling niggas in school
Young Hamilton, still a villain in school
Fuck how you upper class niggas feel when he’s bending the rules
He’s fucking my baby mama
My baby mama, is his surrogate mother
he stays eating, beating and not wearing a rubber
I don’t care, fuck her
bend her over and bust her
make her pussy suffer
wake her up and rukka her
shake her up, say you can’t get enough of her
and when you nut in her, cuddle with her
love the oven you nutted in, and rub her in the middle
Remember I’m a guy and fucking gave birth to you, aight?
So any Hamilton virtues are true
Before I went mainstream, I did commercials. It’s true...
Somehow I knew my purpose was blue
Couldn’t figure out if I should hurdle and cruise or smoke purple and sip brew to get to my destiny
As it turns out music is my destiny, a beautiful recipe
Take a deep breath and speak, I get it in like an STD
I got everyone scared to share breath with me
Condoms don’t even wanna have sex with me
Rihanna doesn’t even wanna flesh with me
Red specs on my… meat
Ha… Oprah would have a feast
I’m trying to make you laugh Chris
And raise you...
Me calling you a fan, must of played you
Only time I thank God, is when I found out he saved you
Then I blame me for when he raped you
Come here boy, let me embrace you
I got 94 hoes waiting to taste you
when you’re done, let me hear some new beats out of your stable
Then sit at the table. Let's have a meal man...