Charles Hamilton - Toca Tuesdays Freestyle lyrics

[Tony Touch] While I kick a little rhyme, talk a little sh** You know I don't quit Camera's over there, but he should be right here But I don't give a f** man, I don't really care With my man, yeah, I ain't trying to battle him I'm hanging out in the club with Charles Hamilton He's a motherf**ing problem So get get on the motherf**ing M-I-C, motherf**er stop em [Charles Hamilton] What I've been trying to do so eloquently Is let you know know that ever since this century Of...I don't know, Pick 1,2, or 3 I've always been the 1, what you gon do with me So fluently or stupidly I speak my English Hoping these cats would repeat it so... You want to play or listen and stay Either way, like Anthony Kiedis, give it away now Or do what Flea does, be on the ba** now Either way, see my face, give me a great pound Like what's up, you my favorite rapper Blazing rappers the same way cats be blazing rappers Or ripping rappers so they can blaze the backwoods Am I Freeway or feeling free today Either way, this is a free for me Hotter than the day, May, what day is it B A-B-C, D-E-F You can't hear me cause basically I'm never left Or I'm never wrong, so I'm never left back Unless the setback is when I'm ever wrong I remember when I was wrong 8th grade Almost failed, didn't graduate, now hey Everybody's giving me a pound, I'm hotter than gay suede Call me C Slay, slay everybody every day I ain't even trying to lay back and watch motherf**ers lay in the grave I'm sorry, one curse this whole verse That's how you know this universe ain't cursed Wow, because I'm trying to flow from y'all So I guess I get my flow through y'all So I guess I'm like Noah's Ark There's only two of me, well there's only one of me, I'm so damn Charles So focused, I'm not Raven And I'm not playing, cause that's so me I rap on beat, rap off D, and rap OD So what you cats gonna know about me when I'm done Pharmaceutical, Charles is beautiful, I'm charming as usual Hard and beautiful is the beat Damn this is like some farm hood or Sesame Street I don't know, either way it's so PBS to me Rap must be the destiny, either that or a cap of ecstasy Coming off the cap like there's ecstasy in it And you're high for a couple of minutes Come on Touch, come on, get up in it This cypher must be sent from the heavens above Everybody love it, 11 and up 7 is back, cause 7 is how you spell Chuck when you spell Charles Y'all going all crazy, I just went yard This is hard ball, so guess who's at bat Tony Touch, might as well twist the cap back [Tony Touch] That's right, that's right, man y'all been served You know the motherf**ing pedigree, y'all know my word I'm hanging out with my crew on Shade 45 Every day, all day, and you know we keep it live, word up Charles Hamilton y'all, that's what the f** I'm saying man