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I Jump The Gun Too Often (Q and A)

| Saturday, January 12, 2013 |

I've been real quiet lately
I just wanna be honest with everybody
About a few things, a couple of emotions
Then we can get it going
Check 1, 2

[Verse 1]
The resurrection of the martyr
Respect that I'm smarter
Resting was hard, being a peasant was harder
The peasant made the beat
The boss pardoned the barter
No excuses, I've been beckoned to rep Harlem
F to the R to the -ESH when I'm stepping
I wreck what you wrecking when I step on it like "Pardon"
Took a vacation that I didn't wanna take
Keep it 100, I wanted to plummet, come and play
From the runway to what some say
Is the biggest mistake that I'll regret one day
Yep, dumb way to say domestic violence is wrong
But no rubbing my jaw while I'm writing this song
Sing along, try to be the new Bob Dylan
Breaking through Tupac's ceiling
I do not kill, but if you knew my feelings
You would stop grilling, my dude, I;m chilling

[Hook]
Curiosity killed the cat
We in the afterlife, how real is that
You said I can't blog, but I still could rap
So imma make y'all feel this track

You got questions, I got answers
You got questions, I got answers

[Verse 2]
I disrespected management
Sick of the disrespect in Hamilton
I had a vision, yes, with plans for them
Took the rights of passage before I had to
I won't do it again, so who asked you?
Bad move, then I pissed off House Shoes
Niggas ain't like me before but they would now shoot
If I'm in their town, ooh
When it comes to pissing mad people off, I wrote the how to
Instead of telling him to die with a dick in his eye
I apologize, say hi and kiss him goodnight
As for Black Spade, must've had a bad day
So what I stole his beat? Fuck it, the track's great
After that bar, mad hate
The album was free, use it as an ashtray
No more Rihanna talk, it was a phase
She can have Ye, right now I'm on the cash chase

[Hook]
Curiosity killed the cat
We in the afterlife, how real is that
You said I can't blog, but I still could rap
So imma make y'all feel this track

You got questions, I got answers
You got questions, I got answers

Standing right here with the firing squad
Eyes blindfolded, hands tied behind my back
Shoot

Charles Hamilton


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