Charles Hamilton - Get On The Bandwagon lyrics

[Intro] Just how, just how it is man Dead a** Lot of people be coming at your man sideways, know what I mean? But it's whatever though [Verse 1] First off, I love all my fans and supporters My mans on the corner, to the man in the corner office To the lady in the tan that be more than Happy enough to straight land in the orbit No man can stand handin' the torch But, when a man is this scorching, dammit it's important to acknowledge him Too bad the heat it provides Isn't the same heat as these guys that we be dreaming of rhyme with See, I'm a fan first When I look at my peers My wax builds up, look at my ears I only listen to me I got a lot of sh** to listen to My mission is to give you a non-aesthetic glimpse, at the realest So you gotta feel it Lots of road blocks, but watch me still get What I've been sk**ed with, good sh** Look kids, I ain't looking to be in central booking So why you keep pushing? [Hook] Something about this time of year I notice that the love is gone And the hate is strong Just tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for It can't be something I said Why you mad, at me? [Verse 2] Been in Miami had an oriental tele Which is better than every single story you could tell me Shorties wanna jail me to their panties Cuz I'm very mysterious And my plan is to be standing with Grammy's I'm not a pop youngin I ain't standing with Sammy or any R&B n***as giving they women the jammy Me and my n***as hitting the road in a Camry Performances, important sh**, damn Why can't you stand me, family? I can treat my whole family to lunch now These other n***as got their panties in a bunch, wow I munch down on my plate of success I make a mess, wipe my face and say my grace, it was a blessing I can taste it Take a minute, say my grace quick My gracefulness helps me face my greatness I hate the fake sh** I need a little love Not fiendin' for a drug, cuz the needle was enough [Hook] Something about this time of year I notice that the love is gone And the hate is strong Just tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for It can't be something I said Why you mad, at me? [Verse 3] The flow is so retarded That I'm fully aware, of all the thought that has the talkers all Pulling their hair, out Without a doubt I found a lot about the way that I rain I maintain that I ain't changed, but I'm been making a lane For myself, and I need to be respected I think I said before that I'm easily rejected If not, then let me say it, then again, not It needs to be respected that I'm in peace, indeed I'm resting But, please believe that I didn't leave See I ain't dead I just been fed the knowledge to hop off the ledge And float to the top of the bed, the music bed Was that way too much? Take a Sudafed My music is so dope I can sue the Feds For trying to trying to outproduce my meds This little dude's a vet, did you forget? It's Charles Hamilton [Hook] Something about this time of year I notice that the love is gone And the hate is strong Just tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for Was it something I said? Tell me what you mad for It can't be something I said Why you mad, at me?