[Verse 1]: Used to be a girl, grew up to be a man Screwed up in need of a hand Nothing but greed in the land Creeping with fans only females of course Boys are still yucky I see males and don't care Stuck behind the keyboard writing with free nails On my death bed writing emails Business partners love my creative ideas but say please sell My genius in the spotlight can be held so I Sit ostracized making futuristic music Moving with the groove of unusual tombs Strange things like thinking rumors are true My name means what it means but what's truer to you? Rush, the crib plush with the beautiful view But discuss what the beautiful view can do for you Through and through I threw the towel in still scrappin Pill packages are still thrilling my appetite
[Chorus]: I need to stop, and think about the music The music that you love ... that you love You need to stop, and think about the music The music that you need ... It's what you please We need to stop, and think about the music The music that you know ... that's all you know So let's can stop and think about the music Sit back keep grooving to the music Grooving to the music x3 Oooohhhhhhhhhhoooohhh!
[Verse 2]: I want to teach little girls to be less slutty Just because he loves you doesn't mean to have sex trust me Teach little boys to be the leader of the house Even if the dad is there know what he is about I wish the corporate world wasn't jealous of poverty Jealous to stop believing when credit and philosophy Stretch what cannot be seen and pressure it to not be free Ever since the hockey scene gettin put in check Been looking for respect whole life looking left So right so I write my book is a mess Mute button I press, take a breather Never mistaking either ATM is a paper feeder Leave it to me, the paper reader I can send a free music fan into a record store paper eater... Either that or just a great believer
[Chorus]: I need to stop, and think about the music The music that you love... that you love You need to stop, and think about the music The music that you need... It's what you please We need to stop, and think about the music The music that you know... that's all you know... So let's stop and think about the music Sit back keep grooving to the music Grooving to the music x3 Oooohhhhhhhhhhoooohhh!
(Verse 1) what the fuck you want me to do? it seems like you want me to lose is that true? it aint my fault I aint as comfy as you you couldn’t ever live a month in my shoes imagine a day, at least in a month tomorrows promise but one day can break tomorrows promise I’m sick of this shit even tho its hard to vomit I make sense to me, but you cant stand Charles nonsense voices in my head yea its hard to stop it I bought my way into freedom its hard to cop it everyone has a fucking suggestion ya’ll should stop it I was doing me before you could see all the hot shit so don’t tell me how to do what I been doing since my mother and my father started doing it, you’ll ruin it and if that happens the consequences suck I’m starving like Marvin so you got to give it up what the fuck
(Hook) I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it) I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it)
I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it)
(Verse 2) I was given 3 wishes
and I didn’t ask for you, hints my cocky ass attitude
you cant be mad at me cuz Im mad at you so shut up and take it you gonna have to move and I don’t like waiting in line so take a little hate in your mine and move bitch this aint your cup of pepto I don’t give to shits Charles Hamilton the one man movement
(Hook) I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it) I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it)
I guess this is the sound of my desperation (can you feel it)
(talking) honestly I don’t even wanna rap any more on this song man I just wanna talk I feel like theres some things on my chest that I wanna get off … nobody was there when I lived in Cleveland and I had that little toy Yamaha keyboard, the little yellow keyboard nobody nobody was there when I moved to Harlem and I had the 49 key Casio keyboard nobody nobody was there when I got the Yamaha PSR 225 and I first started making beats nobody and it seems like even nowadays nobody understand that and the few people that do understand aint mad that Im saying what Im saying right now so if you wanna make your little suggestions, you wanna tell me what I should be doing with my life where the fuck were you!? I swear Im standing in this booth right now and Im trying not to say names and shit
But ya’ll are really pushing me I wake up in the morning like .. am I losing my mind? is somebody trying to take my spot? is there another Charles Hamilton? and in that same second I realize Im the only one that’ll act if theres another Charles Hamilton that should tell you something FUCK YOUR SUGGESTIONS FUCK YOUR QUESTIONS stop telling me what to do becuz if listening to any of you makes sense before this moment I’d be fine all my life
thank you HchO I love you man I love you Simone and theres a bunch of other names that actually have genuine love for me
and I know who we all are and if ya’ll real then ya’ll feel the love right now other then that ya’ll can suck a dick straight up YOU DON’T GET IT DO YOU! I bet you just nodding your head right now like this is just a fucking hot song right? that’s how I know you prolly aint one of the real people fake person listening to this song welcome to my life I like to call it the Lavalamp Zone, the Charles Hamilton Zone, the Starlight Zone all that shit the world is my playpen says my mother and I feel like a fucking baby, let me rattle the world Charles Hamilton im outta here
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Saturday, April 2, 2011
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Labels:
Intervention
Sample: Mary J Blige - I Love You
[Verse 1]: Haunted by the voices, taunted by the choices Haunted by the poison but I'm on it never moistened High off the wet, fly from the jet fumes Sky never met dude, outta my mind Only time I felt fine is when I vibe with The guy from the Neptunes, my pH balance is real No secret, mainstream says we hate talent and skills So how the hell I capture this deal? I happen to feel kinda down about shit How would people feel if they found out about this Round of depression fuck I been down for a second 60, minute, get me? Which sucks cause I really wanna smile Spirit of the city as a child... now that's wild The city never sleeps right? So what the hell do I do each night? Stay up and remember
[Hook]: (All those pretty memories) All I can do is remember Never far from the truth I remember To make the future feel better I see more on like the future will never Every second can move you close to the future So the future is forever, remember.. remember
[Verse 2]: I remember sleeping on the phone while speaking to Nakeia And I wasn't beating it either Did a mixtape I told her to roast me Not OD and greet me with the ether I look back and think maybe she was telling the truth I was her sucker, her personal irrelevant fool Some messages never get through Until you let loose and just rest in the blues First time I held a gun I felt like a greedy king Real bullets man I was not a bb king But I had the blues I was in a jam Literally cocked back and the trigger jammed Karma saw it and hit me with a bigger blam Success, now I'm that nigga man Go figure damn, even the river ran When I planned on how I can be a different man Cuz it knew that the flow was gonna black The river runs blue and its over for that Nothings bluer than the spikes hanging over my back Build my own walls, hopping over and back Bumping the pink lavalamp while im drinking a latte **Love is a gope I write what I do not say But I remember how hard it was For Charles to love having Charles' buzz Thanks to all the drugs, the broads I fucked The so called thugs that robbed and mugged me Autumn is lovely, especially with all this bubbly Awesome they all just love me! I think as my face scans the crowd I shake hands and bow Waiting for the hate from a man in the crowd Either he doesn't get it, must have missed it or is just a hater Suck a dizzick, I tell 'em mind they fuckin business I just sleep but I don't sleep I just remembered
[Verse 1]: Baby got her haircut fresh little line up Dress is behind the headboard rewind the Rhythm and live in it for the sake of the instant Birthday cake & incense I'm in this Video cameras can I get a witness Standing when we begin & landing when we ended Got her speaking spanish to handle it when it enters My footsie rolled deep in the center I push & go deep but remember It's birthday gotta be gentle She's my company in the lex gotta be simple 'She makes possibly and oddesies tender Soft for hours but got a sweet temper Hustlers wanna follow me in her But the tape is for my lion eyes Make the kitty purr, make the city roar Make birds not wanna soar anymore Tonight I wanna get immature No plastic lemme fit in it raw What you wanna benefit for ? It fits when it bends, for that act sure Mad hard, dougin like hacksaw She was mad when she had to walk Now she mad I had to talk about it... but I'm
[Chorus]: Happy to see another ( birth day ) Yep it's another ( birth day ) Birth day x4 Live every day like it's ya ( birth day ) x3 It's ya ( birthday ) x2
[Verse 2]: Independency In the end the pendancy The pend defends the defence of me The indian of Cleveland has sent the beat 10 feet beneath the seagrim's gin I injure L's and tend to leave hint At being the being you did see Didn't he diss he when she hit me Whisper to me or listen to the free Get over the footage and go over the Goodness gracious what space ship was He on when he wrote this ( TURN IT UP! ) music Dope listens for a dope fix Hope listens for the hopeless I even made Ford listen for a Focus Models and cars I model for the stars Mobeas, constant movement Only dancers want to stop to prove it