George, you copy Yeah what you got I think I see something man, I don't know what it is Alright hang on, making my way over Hurry Copy that Alright help me with this wreckage here You seeing what I'm seeing? What is that? I don't know, it's what I think it is Oh my god That's it That's it That's gotta be it We got it, Harlem we're coming home Harlem we have recovered the black box Slow down, ease into it For the record, it's Charles Hamilton Thanks Eminem, this for you They say I can't rap about being dark no more They never say I can't rap 'bout being Charles no more Getting doped up in Baltimore, eating every rapper til they are no more My story is glorious. Notoriously, a gory kid Still ain't got no shorty in the crib Report to me Big The afterlife's spokesperson My flow works I'm so certain But I'm a perfectionist with my wizardry I expect to get a wet kiss from history I just can't represent it, shizzit I guess I'll be depressed for a minute Sipping on a mystic, going ballistic I am no bitch on some Madonna chauvinist pig shit Hold it while you listen, your joy is my pain Medicate me, your boy is insane, poisonous rain Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, ah f*ck it oh well Boo you whore! You hear those beautiful chords? That's the Devil making me do his chores This beat was made without using force, technically So I expect 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 metaphysical A better lyrical exhibition is to go into Heaven and slit a throat So I dissed Pac, crucified by hip-hop Suicidal kids knock it, you provide the flip flops To use when I decide to kick rocks at the rhythm Pick it up, I got you I am not kidding Hotter than Virginia when it's vacation time Making satanist rhymes, making me fine But hey I don't mind I say what's on my mind and get censured But I swallowed it and get injured So I sip Ensure Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over (insecure) Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, ah f*ck it oh well Momma pray for me God thinks I'm ugly Stop with the touching me! Goth kids trust me I can't let them down, I gotta carve Watching me heal is the hottest part In the sky see a lot of dark I'm just a hermit with a modest heart Some days require Tylenol Women hate me like a twat fart And these niggas ate me like a pop tart My label wants to make me a pop star I had a hot start, y'all wanted music and I dropped art Until I pass off influence to killing off classes and apologize with the realest of passion I am a tyrant but still I am passive, I'm using this deal just to reel me a bad bitch Sit on my lap while she pictures me rapping She's too bad nigga give me a napkin Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over (I just wanna make some things clear) Ah f*ck it oh well, everything's crossing over (I do believe in the cult, but I grew up Christian) Ah f*ck it oh well Oh God if you exist I need you to forgive me for the way I feel I you need you to forgive me For abandoning those that really love me God I repent to you all the time The only thing that seems to respond is the dark side But I gotta keep a tight lip Just ride out with the I want you motherfuckers to hear this piano All my musicians out there Don't let em take your magic
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