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Theories of Wine

| Tuesday, February 5, 2013 |

[Verse 1]
I'm Young like Steve, worth more than a quarter
But I'm back to being me, which is more than a whore but...
I don't wanna seem like I don't know what I'm doing
I just can't sit still while emotions are moving
To prove it...
Here is my Theory on Wine:
It gets bittersweet
Which is better if you give it some time
Cause in it's prime, it is why you let your spirit run free
So in touch with your senses that you could hear it run deep
Maybe it's the right bottle that'll chill me out
But not nothing new, cause I got something new, hear me out
Wished on a star to find Lady Luck
She said she won't reveal herself until I learn to make adjustments
So...she sent a woman much older than me
More experience, someone that could show me what I need
It's as clear as a whatever is invisible
She was thinking kissable in a message she said this
It goes...

[Hook]
*Phone message*
It's time to tell you, you know, I was thinking about our conversation. About (?). You know each young man needs experiments, to expanse a little out and you know, I was thinking...

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

[Verse 2]
A nigga balling, now treated her to sushi
Mickey D's if she is to be treated like a groupie
But she in her 30's, her daughter a bit younger, but bolder
Told her, "You know I love my girls a little bit older"
She get it from her momma
And her momma is why I am a charmer
I'm on her without ever being on her
But if I get on her, I will feel honored, honest
Maybe she is the manifestation of Lady Luck, the goddess
I got it, so to you my pretty n-a-t-u-r-e woman
Who are we woman?
Can you let me know, does age aquait wisdom?
Or are you consumed in the 808's hitting
They don't make sickness for vacation trips
In which me may take if this is more than time mathematics
And if I'm wrong, shit, I'm right back at it

[Hook]
*Phone message*
It's time to tell you, you know, I was thinking about our conversation. About (?). You know each young man needs experiments, to expanse a little out and you know, I was thinking...

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

[Verse 3]
So happens my older woman is wise
And she only felt young when she looked in my eyes
She knew she had to stay on point
Cause I could make her lose focus
My scorpion venom is too potent
So dope, It'd have her walking with a new motion
E-motion, but I'm only too old
And she feels too old to notice
What a difference a number makes
Which is why I don't wanna wait
You're lucky if you win Monopoly
You're lucky when you hit the lottery
And you're lucky I poke it
So Lady Luck got the hots for me
She better get me before me and Destiny wild out
Let me find out
That's why Destiny's Child is what's left in me now
Those are the thoughts that go in my strange brain
Let me just stick with joints because Beyonce's aged
Ha ha

[Hook]
*Phone message*
It's time to tell you, you know, I was thinking about our conversation. About (?). You know each young man needs experiments, to expanse a little out and you know, I was thinking...

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

[Outro]
*Phone message*
It's time to tell you, you know, I was thinking about our conversation. About (?). You know each young man needs experiments, to expanse a little out and you know, I was thinking


Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?
Do you want an older woman?

*Next Message*
*Phone message*
It's time to tell you, you know, I was thinking about our conversation. About (?). You know each young man needs experiments, to expanse a little out and you know, I was thinking
Do you want an older woman?
I hope that certainly we can do that
But if you're just trying me baby, and you should know everything.
Thank you, bye.

These phone conversations are hard to decipher, bear with me-K.M.
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DSW

| Thursday, December 27, 2012 |


[Verse 1]
Meet me at Starbucks, 125th and Lenox
Can't wait to see you, I ain't seen you in a minute
You grab a Cappuccino, I grab a Latte
Ironic on this rather hot day
Your outfit give me thoughts that I'd rather not say
But ask and I'll say I feel like acting out today
I walk from Lenox to Morningside
Come with me, it's a park, I told you that I'm a born guy
More than why I'm single right now
But as you could see that's right now
I don't want to let you into my zone, but I kind of have to
To make you understand why I'm not a bad dude
But in the eyes of others, I'm a whack dude
Could be mad true or they have a mad view
Walk with me to Morningside, have to...
hear my future thoughts that's conceived in my past shoes

[Hook]
Put your walking shoes on and let's go...
Somewhere odd, somewhere special
Somewhere that it's easy to let go
You feel that, then it's me that you should let know

So let me know, pretty lady are you ready to go
What, you don't know?
I'm ready to go
So on your mark, get ready, let's go

Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me ...whatever

[Verse 2]
Ok, maybe it's cause I have a penis
But its hard for me not to glance at your cleavage
And maybe I'm more Quagmire than Cleveland
But I was born in Ohio, I'm used to soft speaking
Give me your hand, no it's not G
I'm not trying to make you hold my cock, please
Chill, your fingers are smaller than mine
Even if they are larger, it's all in your mind
You think your body's unshapely
Anyone feeling you is dumb crazy
But young lady, girl, woman
Categorize yourself
In a matter of time you're gonna have to decide for yourself
If you gonna live stuck in the mud
But the image is to stick in your head, fucking you up
Is it your past or women's intuition?
Maybe you will get it in a minute
Just listen


[Hook]
Put your walking shoes on and let's go...
Somewhere odd, somewhere special
Somewhere that it's easy to let go
You feel that, then it's me that you should let know

So let me know, pretty lady are you ready to go
What, you don't know?
I'm ready to go
So on your mark, get ready, let's go

Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me ...whatever

[Verse 3]
I try to be where you never think a guy should be
Inside your secrets, why would you lie to me?
We can't kiss cause we're friends first
Aight, cool, but how can lips make a friendship disperse?
Question the humanity
It'd make sense when you step into my sanity
Meaning when I stop talking and let you respond
I feel special cause you letting me lecture you on and on
About what's wrong with letting it be
"It" being whatever we should be
So if ever we should creep, exploring
The pleasures in me reaching deep
You still know that you could speak to me, easily
Cause peace is sweet
We ain't gotta be loud about it
But you got a place in my heart, be proud about it
Got it?

[Hook]
Put your walking shoes on and let's go...
Somewhere odd, somewhere special
Somewhere that it's easy to let go
You feel that, then it's me that you should let know

So let me know, pretty lady are you ready to go
What, you don't know?
I'm ready to go
So on your mark, get ready, let's go

Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me give you what I got
Let me ...whatever

*Outro: Voice Mail*
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Women Hate Women (Lady Luck)

| Thursday, August 11, 2011 |

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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]
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Ring Around The Rosey

| Monday, August 8, 2011 |

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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..


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Maybelline

| Wednesday, August 3, 2011 |

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(Charles verse one)
Miss mirror doesn't like me
Yesterday she said there is no one like me
But today she said beauty is my psyche
And I'm crazy.. Feelin' something wrong with what I might be
I see who's my response to my reflected image
Eff the mention, I'm sick enough to find a message in it
Unless I'm livin' in sir of me, I am me
How can I not feel worthy
Of the love that I require from the universe
In the universe is undiscovered but this universe is to be first
This is my dwelling
Tell miss reflection not to miss me, I'm tellin' the whole world her weakness
She knows it isn't me.. So she kissin' me to get closer to the deep
Should I let her? No, 'cause she buggin'
And If I slip she will tell me her feelings mean nothing

(Hook)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I never did before)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I wanna live for more)
It's not up to you (to love me until my heart can't feel no more)
It's not up to you

(Charles verse two)
She's so pretty I say as I watch the pop singer
Pop and lock and bring a man in front of the camera to show off
I live the life of a nobody that sight makes me wanna go off
Hold off on all criticism, lonliness..
Only makes me dwell in all my homliness..
How can I help but feel ugly?
They say I can't dress until I wait, I can't stretch
I made a damn mess on my knees to clean it up
I need to beam me up, I'm scotty
Not a hottie but there is two of me, my mind and outer body
So I don't mind my body being blinded by the probably
So don't question me..
Or what I stand for..
Surf on your brain waves and I don't need a damn board
How can niggas say they fly when they can't soar?
I got wings, you on the damn floor.. That's why you got hands for

(Hook)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I never did before)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I wanna live for more)
It's not up to you (to love me until my heart can't feel no more)
It's not up to you

(Charles verse three)
Last week I peeled dead skin from off my face 
Using an old butter knife, what a life
I ate it.. Laughed before I spaced
That is what I mean when I say I bite reality I face
Tasted with red wine 
this is no one elses breakfast except mine
Except I did this before bed time and had dreams of bubble baths made of pesticides
Homicide, genocide, suicide.. What side am I on?
Can I die when I'm gone?
So I think I'll just stay here and suffer
With open wounds to appeal the blood suckers
And I'm still healin'.. Charles Hamilton..

(Hook)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I never did before)
It's not up to you (to make me feel like I wanna live for more)
It's not up to you (to love me until my heart can't feel no more)
It's not up to you

(Voicemail)
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Pre Prenup

| Thursday, March 31, 2011 |

Sample: The Isley Brothers - Hello It's Me

[Talking]:
You know the guys often make fun of me and shit...
They say everywhere I go...
I always gotta say something to a woman mad extra
Make her fall in love.. Sha Leik good lookin out on the track
It's Charles Hamilton

[Verse 1]:
It could be my fault
Just said the wrong things at the right time
Strong things to make you like my..
Perception on love at first sight
What a flirt right?
Was it worth fights he engaged in?
Days out days in
I wish on a Friday we could stay in order take-out
Spend the end of the day in bliss
Watching Block Buster flicks & all that 1998 movie bullshit
But Miss..es Business of the lady of whom gave me my first kiss
Mrs Me I'm married to her
So I can't keep my distance
But kisses.. that last kiss is why
I don't wanna act like this is the last time we gone kick it
Hate to sound different.. but dig this

[Hook]
I thought about us for a long long time
I thought about us for a long long time
Maybe I think too much but
Maybe I think too much but
Maybe I think too much but something's wrong

[Verse 2]:
I can't get distracted
Cause I don't even practice when I proceed to rapping
It has to come as natural as a cactus
If it hurts that means you feel it
Yeah, I am a prick
Why would I try to conceal it?
It's just something that you gone have to deal with
I admire your body
I take the time to caress
Glide on your flesh
My eyes respect your thighs and your breasts privacy
Cause unless my eyes lie to me
Seeing you means your undressed... yes
X-ray Vision
A new form of mental sex
Shit I built up enough I'm in a rush
To give you loving and I don't give a fuck if its lust
Cause it is us that enjoy it
Wish it could last longer but the long term... nah
Relationship was the wrong turn
Straight forward and I'm on your curves

[Hook]:
I thought about us for a long long time
I thought about us for a long long time
Maybe I think too much but
Maybe I think too much but
Maybe I think too much something's wrong

-Random girls voice mails play-

Lyrics Contributed By, "Mr. ramsay Lol"
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