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letra de freshman orientation - charles hamilton

[intro]
uh, it’s charles hamilton, uh!

[verse 1]
my face gotta look familiar so
i don’t conceal my face, keep it real fa’sho
even though a lot of cats wanna steal the flow
i still will glow, infinite k!ll the no
-i-s-e, i’m blessed to be
in my fly ride, sky high, time let me
exaggerate, i ain’t pushing a beamer
i be in my rhyme book writing hooks in the meanest
g*nius bars, any book that i be in
will see me as a dream and king dean of every school you can teach in
rules from the deacons
get overruled when i peep them
and i don’t think they cool, tell ’em “keep them”
far from a loser, i move with distinction
dude in the pink be abusing the ink pen
safe to say that i’m, safe to say that i’m

[hook]
it’s great to be here (great to be here)
it’s great to be here in your arms (back where i belong)
baby, baby, baby, baby oh!
it’s great to be here oooh! (great to be here)
it’s great to be here in your arms (back where i belong)
yeaaaah!

[verse 2]
hate it or hate it a lot, i’ll make my way to the top
so this is to the haters making paper a lot
i lay in my place sp-ced out
making a way to break away from the day to day
without, shaking the pavement, okay?
so maybe when i blatantly say to stay away
you’ll understand that that’s because i’m sick of what the haters say
and i ain’t tryina snap at all, after all
charles didn’t get picked out in a casting call
any auditions i did will be depicting the kid
as something different and this sh-t is a trip, ya dig?
n-gga it’s because my living’s a trip
being a listener isn’t a hindrance, it’s a gift
the difference is it will potentially give you a kick
if you listen to ignorant gibberish from these n-ggas
wishing to get what you give
spitting pictures into your wig
this is what it is, wish for something big… ya dig?

[verse 3]
i don’t even be wanting to admit that i be running sh-t
i’m gonna spit something sick that whether you wanna get it or not
you gotta admit that it’s hot
twistin’ my lyrics into sh-t that could make you wish that you were
still in a box
pine box, non-stop because, why stop?
my mind’s got a lot of time on my jock
thoughts of a cyclops, one eye looking at the sky, bright spots
the lights hot, the mic got a good pitch
got a good chick, and all the haters look sick
and i look quick, i see the getaway car
we get away far from the place that we are
currently positioned in, nothing more to say, thanks for listening
goodnight
and i’m (back where i belong)…charles hamilton

- charles hamilton

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