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Cinematic Hallucinations (Intro)

| Wednesday, August 31, 2011 |

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

























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You Too

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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....



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In Case It Doesn't Work Out

| Saturday, August 27, 2011 |

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

























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Re-Anna

| Tuesday, August 16, 2011 |

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...











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