Charles Hamilton - It's lyrics

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Charles Hamilton - It's lyrics

[Intro] Eric: Hello world, my name is Eric Rosenthal Jeff: And I'm Jeff Rosenthal. And together we run itsthereal.com Eric: We run our website a little better than Yung Berg runs Detroit Which is to say we actually run our website Jeff: Speaking on that, for all you snitches out there wondering what The hell these two idiots are doing hosting a mixtape Eric: Shouts to mom and dad Jeff: Then snitch away. Run and tell everyone you know. Police, CO's Fed's, Cam'Ron, Rudy Gulliani, that It's Charles Hamilton is about to Go down Eric: Way down, downhill Jeff: Well just the parts where Charles raps really Charles: May sure my mic is loud and my production is right. Production is tight [Verse 1] I won't lose, that is not an option Rap is not a job, I gotta rap to stop the nonsense In my conscience, that is not me jotting I swear I got a rock in my pocket, the sh** that I be dropping Straight crack, got rockers boppin' Great rap, got hip-hoppers moshing, knowledge dropping Like your brains gettin' splashed on the curb I rap for the 'burbs and them cats flipping birds This is my mission statement, I've been the greatest Since the greatest 6, when I was pencil breaking, wishing for greatness The latest statements from the greats is "Nowadays, I'm diesel like sour haze" Dope fitters dropping the illest sh** If it is something you don't get, then you are ignorant Like Mike Jackson in that episode of South Park Ain't sh** funny, you don't know sh** about Charles [Hook] It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton [Verse 2] My theories go serial, k**er through your strereo Here we go, nobody is near me yo, fear the flow Here we go, clearly thro-u-g-h Ya motherf**ing balance, and I don't mean PH T-H-E-O, game I take to 3H Since then PH-arell, and Jimmy makes Three great people who say CH is the latest Something, something, something spaceship Since outer space candor is considered great candor I'm the Planet of the Apes, but with great manners f** outta my face co*ks**er, please A lot of these n***as got co*ks**er disease They popped up on TV because they propped up on their kness And co*ked up their knees for lots of the cheese I'm a monster, believe Blanca, the opposite of blanco I decided to out fox you like Solange Knowles, whoa [Hook] It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton [Verse 3] The pop culture rebel, say what you need to say Most of you n***as is washed up like the VMA's The nominees for best rapper of the year Doesn't even matter because I'm here, it's clear, yeah The blogger from Harlem is a problem Put your L's in the air, I see the big picture starring Charles, the most well fed starving artist Marvin knows what going on cause I brought him along to Hum in your mind while you listen You don't hear him, but he's all in my rhymes when I'm spitting Bring peace in this time of unrest Seduction to a beat, see it's time to undress I am one mess of a kid, no bounty On my head, when I was dead, God found me And she crowned me King of the Underground So it's a celebration thing when I come around [Hook] It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton (The one and only) It's Charles Hamilton C-H-A-R, spittin like an AR It's Charles Hamilton (And I'm only 20) [Outro] Rest in peace Big L. Shoutout to Primo, but you know who did this beat Eric: You know our living situation has been kind of a mess ever since Charles moved into the It'sTheReal.com bunker Jeff; Yea, the kid thinks he runs the place. Sega games on the TV Hard rock on the stereo Eric: Yea, we used to have culture Jeff: We used to discuss politics Eric: You know what the worst thing of living with Charles is? Probably how he painted.. Eric and Jeff: THE WALLS PINK! Jeff: Right, yea, it looks like we're living inside a vagina Eric: Y'know maybe we should call our apartment the Sarah Pal-inn. Anyone? Sure