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Let me tell you bout the boy who was trapped in time
Rattled by the tribulations of divine
Till finally the vision had unlocked the rhyme
Now

Seeking His kingdom instead of singing my bars and rhythms
Influenced by the most ignorant part of this old system
Addict to the rap tip; I had quit but I

Rotten plot and spot the bombs promptly?
When popping the protestants stop
Your posse from gossiping
I can hear them plotting all the
Way from my forest in

check it out
Check it out, check it out
Check it out check me out
Rhyme game stupid and the flow go loco
Employed by my craft, y'all no call no show

with anxiety
Poking my head out to breathe
The duality of living my best life
Or if it's living me
I had a vision
Dream of this situation where I stood

like Kendall Gill
I'm early '90s Shaquille if they ever base it off skill
Too hot to take it to trial, nigga, I got a quarter mil'
Quarter in my

run every show
We didn't do
This cause we had to
We did this cause we wanted to
Yo Wave your hands in the air if ya came to
Party
Now bounce for me

so bad that he had to grab The nine
Niggas think I'm lyin, if I'm lyin then I'm flyin
Straighten niggas out like a mf iron
In school but I already got

my gun
And I'll buss shots, heard they died under sun
Fuck that
In 2012, daddy cried 'cause he was low
2017, daddy stole the show
Mad About Bars,

something I'm not forgotting 
And you gone have it all if u just come with me 

Granny told be quite I was writing rhymes getting loud 
Smoking on my gas

with rhythm and rhyme I speak my mind.
a means of communication.
i'd hesitatate but, you wouldn't wait.
so a song was the only soulition.

the beat, beat, beating of a higher
Calling that's been calling
Since the days a water walking

Making wine in the time it takes to divine
All the rhythms

to Hebron
My words may sting cowards
For people that were atomised by the
Thermite in the Twin Towers
Those living through the wars
Ask me what I do this for

Just Business

Defari

Bomb Worldwide

1997

What up Kamal? (word up) Doing my thing 
What you think about the def dumb and blind in the 9 6? 
(Word brothers is blind to the fact son.) Can't

handle when I'm starving, lately growing big eyes
Lies that sounds right
Or truth that don't rhyme
What came from when I fell in love
Or what they might

put each one in a sonnet
Far better off in a closet to be honest he had a lot of it
Cop it or pawn it new shit dropping like comets
Is he dumb

all the time
I just want the world to know
That I am fine

I got my baby
She's the rhythm to my rhyme
And I got her by my side
I'm so glad that shes

hundred percent of the time
I might go crazy smash ya into pieces
With ease it's my telakeneses that spreads my lyrical genius into ya brain
In the form

Sgt. Pepper on a phone, fix a hole in my heart
Cloudy J when rain taking over his thoughts
Animated to the polar that's opposite
I drop and get by

She be feeling pain all day
Yeah, she said
The words couldn't flow and so I had to take the time
To figure out my life, get the rhythm and the rhyme
But

to stay lame is waiting
I can't stand suckas and they cannot stand greatness
So I put them in the back of my mind like cold cases
I'm gone in a minute

Oh Well

Charles Hamilton

Hamilton, Charles

2016

to view some snores
The fire in hell I use for chewing smores (you kidding me?)
My teeth are rotting out so I don't do it any more
My metaphors are

jobbies but plenty of time 
Might have a vaccine by the end of this rhyme     

Will Santa be allowed to leave presents in my house

Santa's still a-coming

and make my case
I put it into rhythm
sculpt it into rhyme
wrap my secrets in a melody
fire it at the fortress of your mind
And if after all I sing
you don't