Lyracs Lyrics

What's wrong baby, you can't breathe?
I'm Chucking you?

[Verse 1]
Load up and let go, a drive by
iPod felon, that fly of a guy
Check the stocks, thinking of buying the sky
Perhaps a merger with a galactical server
Online on high, strong NASDAQ
Defensive questions leave me at NASA
Niggas kiss they teeth like... cause I'm they Massa
Hijack a mask on the pastors daughter
While she get mad cause I'm past being past her
Tap her, showed her how to be a bad one
Not to beat her ass, she got it bad son
And I'm the one that could make her wanna have one
So the pastor send the bishops to hit me
Niggas is iffy, quick to diss me
I skip to Ma Loum, grip the rock, lose them
Shake em out of they shoes
Touch the floor, right the left
Ankle hurting, darn it
Perfect warming up the perfect storm, warning
Certain to bomb a person flirting with harming the harmony
My word is bond while you..."Working on it!"
Turn the volume up to 10CC
Tenchi dreams begin to read deep
Convincing the senses to go against me
So I can go in
Make em wanna sit with me

[Hook]
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness

Cause I love it when you kill me
Gotta love it when I kill you

You take a L if you miss
But follow the curve and end up with a kiss

[Verse 2]
Get your eye popped for acting like Bruno
Savage like a sumo appetite but you already knew though
Not sumo diet cause..."You know!"
I mean my diet requires eating yokozuna and some doodle-o's
Only my noodle knows what could make my music grow
Flowers and seeds when I overpower a beat
So natural, but... wait
So natural and is the only other word that could stand
So natural and so secure
No need to go to sleep, think Omen 4
What you think my heart be O-in for?
Oh! When I claim the throne of hearts, focused
And that was me using my hands as a plumber
Going deep in this shit, face like a plunger
Tastes quite wonderful, no one can assault me
I'm in the booth, just in case you're talking of OB(?)
By the way, I'm so Nick like Nalty
And you wonder why I love to rap offbeat
My delivery is rivaled by Build-A-Bear
CPS, call me a chillionaire
Give chills to the air, phantom of the ozone
Tell Hamilton to go home
Then imma fart, the memory remains
I drop the illest shit, that was visceral and strange

[Hook]
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness
Kill em with the niceness

Cause I love it when you kill me
Gotta love it when I kill you

You take a L if you miss
But follow the curve and end up with a kiss

[Verse 1]
Haven't seen me cause I'm sick of getting looked at
Cause every time a nigga see me, I just look whack
I don't wanna be like Noah if he look back
Cause I will turn to dust and you could look that..
Up, I'm the lame CH
But I'm living past one-hundred and eighty eight
You could 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 my believers could 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 growing up to do

[Hook]
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]
Nigga was plotting 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, niggas is ash
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 bye?
Only Noah is the nigga in the sky
I flip keys like S-T-E-V-I-
E if you wonder, accept me as a try
To bless you with divine arresting of your mind
I'm in the hood like Pepsi and a slice
Either two sodas or I chew, so what?

[Hook]
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

[Verse 3]
The 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, niggas say "You could've fooled us"
Shouldn't have told me, now I gotta OD
Used to walk the Sahara in your cold feet
Only stopping when I'm thirsty for a Sobe
Too quick, I don't wanna do shit
Acres of blue piff my nigga, the true chick
Take you to school, maybe get late for some new bitch
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...

What we, what we have is much more baby

[Hook]
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



Lyrics by Kevin Montano! (Sorry for the late post)

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

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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*

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I’m cooler than Charles Hamilton top that,
call me Charles Hamilton with a top hat
CHX, I'm hotter than a cop mad
I got dap soon as I thought I just jot that
I go up so when you go in you go nuts
So crack a cigar, like close but(t)
You outta know, Alanis but I'm more set(Alanis Morissette)
Awkward, a corsette to a war Vet
And I aint even go on tour yet
Leave your head spinning, lyrical vortex
Syphilis sores with my spiritual raw sex
sicker than shore, take a dip in the river when It pours
I got skin In my pores, a tattoo a bad move finish It for me,
Permanent, I Mastered It while learning It
Your all living In a mad mans ???



It aint hard to be an asshole, But, I rap so, What’s Up..
You can't get enough,
That’s what I hear in the air
You can't get enough
Therefore, Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all
Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all




Niggas is saggin, I face lifted ancient,
and tell the other generation to be patient
They been waitin' but what they gone say when
I tell them how and why jealous men play them
looks for a reaction, Ok then
Charlotte Hornet Playing with Anthony Mason
Eastern Conference, The left ones marching
Cause what I write Is pre-destined from the art
Im the simple son like Bart
Intense, like one mic from the start
but I know, Where’s the Swag?
one question thats really unfair to ask
I get tight like, how dare you ask
you yellow belly fags got canary Swag
In all reality I barely get mad
The Urban Search engine I share the facts



It aint hard to be an asshole, But, I rap so, Whats Up..
You can't get enough,
Thats what I hear in the air
You can't get enough
Therefore, Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all
Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all



Do you believe or do you be in a lie
Alleviate what you receive and believe when you die
Die to believe, to being the believer inside
feeding lies to the to the evil eyes peeping at my pupil
Do you believe what you receive, then I relieve
I besiege these so please say that you agree..
And pass that I'm a bad cat
The reason cops get that mad, I'm the black Badge-errr
Of all riches niggas after.
Raid the tomb, and escape the womb
Sooner or later you will face your doom
Stay in your room and embrace the groove (and stay tuned)

YeeaaaaiiiiIts me Checki-Charles Hamilton


It aint hard to be an asshole, But, I rap so, Whats Up..
You can't get enough,
That’s what I hear in the air
You can't get enough
Therefore, Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all
Imma be a brick wall no Graffiti at all


Lyrics contributed by Chris Morris

Charles Hamilton

[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

[Chorus]

Lyrics Contributed By, "Mr. ramsay Lol"