Charles Hamilton - Jeezy Hamilton lyrics

(Verse 1) Look into my eyes baby tell what you lookin at? I remember when these n***as told me that I couldn't rap But now look The rap game needs me Can't leave rap alone it's too cheezy To use a Jay line "I gotta be creative" A Harlem representer But im a Cleveland native Midwest A victim of incest Then again the best of adrenaline mess with synonym of next My heart is futuristic It's slow and you can miss it But I am use to trippin From all you stupid n***as You tryna out run a CHeetah in a rap race But even CHeetah's need a CH this cat's great Mad hate from the closeminded n***as Is enough to make me snap and straight closeline a n***a But im graceful for the success im grateful If you hateful that's cus' im to great So okay? You can (Chorus) Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton Jeezy Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton So fresh so clean So fresh so clean Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton Me I'm in my spaceship Me I'm in my spaceship Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Hamilton Call me Jeezy Call me Jeezy Call me Jeezy Hamilton (Verse 2) Yo Maybe if I move a Pac Have bucky on my lap While im in a Cadillac With a bottle Similac Or whatever the substance I have acceptable substance But never because I just don't F with the publics opinion Of what should be mentioned in rap song f** you dummies I hope your tour bas crash gone That's wrong Charles How you going wish d**h? (Boo) On these n***as please n***as I am pissed stressed At the state of this stress of the game This mess is a shame This message is for your brains It's simple Hip-Hop dies because of Hip-Hop Forget Pop && Rock We're the ones who Pop && Lock And use Auto-Tune and all sorts of tunes And have no concept on Honesty Im blessed to be in the position to expose the truth If they k** me for it Let me die alone in the booth Till then (Chorus) (Verse 3) Why I spit crack Im smooth of the top Pause You other n***as moved off the block Im only on Earth cus' a dude lost to Pac in a battle The loser had to prove all you co*ks**ers Have to be real to achieve your three mil Hense my modest history of d** and free mils Living in a society void of free will E-Pill, Speed Will, Be still, Evil So fall in love with my fast Or pucker up to my a** I won't sup if you mad f** it im glad It's not enough future For yall n***as loosing your soul For groupies and gold My super Ego Ain't from super as in hoes Is from my dedication You forever hating I got that medication for you extra patients Haha.. Aww man? You can (chorus)