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letra de the incomplete circle (u) - charles hamilton

[verse i]
i wish i could be rich and still live in harlem
but i can’t be rich and still live in harlem with no problems
so i stick with stardom
livin’s harder if you’re smarter than wishin’ you could live in harlem rich and get no problems
me and hcho smoked ourselves into yesterday, and made the present
future haters just step away
we see life in a screen made of plasma
even created athsma so this song could take your breath away
i give up is something that we would never say
every day we levitate the feather way
but the weather may cause drifts
all this concious sh-t for y’all kids talkin’ nonsense
r-t-rded
n-gga slow up, but even r-t-rded n-ggas grow up
as the wind blows down my back, i reach within myself
i think i found my lack of faith

[hook]
and it all comes from you
the incomplete circle
who the h-ll are you?
why are you inside my circle?

[verse ii]
how real can i be before they k!ll me?
i see they lookin’ guilty, but me i’m feelin’ built recently
n-ggas took turns breakin’ my trust
that’s why i’m breakin’ my buds on a plate full of love
and i’m p-ssed they violated the dutch
the one i poured my heart into, they would rape it with l-st
but it’s cool, i learned something new
the purp was high enough so now i burn something blue
guess i’m a cop after all, but cop that in the fall
my top hat couldn’t fall if they blew me
i don’t care if it was cryptic
the perpetrators of this sick sh-t can’t miss it so nah
i ain’t actin’ different, i just walk smoother
so much for trippin’
let your guilt be the reason we dap zone out
motherf-cker start receivin’ this rap
from the soul

[hook]

[verse iii]
i’m a check to some, no respect from some
put ’em in check here’s an extra one
the following ‘suck my d-ck’ goes to the n-ggas that say the love my sh-t
look at the budget and then try to cut my sh-t
then question the fact that it was just my sh-t that got me here
so here:
suck my d-ck, yeah, use a lotta spit
but you probably dehydrated ‘cuz you suck a lotta d-ck
got it pr-ck? not a scent, no cologne around me
so keep your f-ckin’ blackberry phone around me
i know you know about me
roam around free, clothes is wild pink
murder me, i dare you
oh wait, how the f-ck you gon’ blow without me?
i’m the win
…next time you hear my name

[hook]

- charles hamilton

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