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letra de where i've been - charles hamilton

“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”

[hook]
i’ve been on my charles sh-t
making music that’d make em say “aw sh-t” like…
bada-ba-ba-baaa
don’t even bother talking
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”
i’ve been on my charles sh-t
when the b-ss hit your face, you saying “aw sh-t” like…
bada-dada-dada-baa-baba
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”

[verse 1]
wah gwan mi yute, it’s charles marley
all gnarly, y’all call me to start parties
i ain’t a democrat, harlem like the diplomats
this is crack mixed with black & mild, picture that
in your lungs, breathe in, breathe out
we in the house
d-e-m-e, dig me?
it’s the kid of the century
the conveyor belt of the industry
i went from morningside park in the dark
to waking up in the morning in a palazzo
got a bedroom with paintings from pic-sso
one cool gato, papo, feeling that? tato
watch hoes drop clothes when they spot dough
my pockets got dough, watch them drop slow
hcho pushing the navi, n-gga drive slow
we ain’t from here, pops, and the cops know
[hook]
i’ve been on my charles sh-t
making music that’d make em say “aw sh-t” like…
bada-ba-ba-baaa
don’t even bother talking
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”
i’ve been on my charles sh-t
when the b-ss hit your face, you saying “aw sh-t” like…
bada-dada-dada-baa-baba
“i guess you wonder where i’ve been”

[verse 2]
spitting wild in record plant
getting down, my stomach growls then we out, mr. chows
konichiwa, i’m living loud, this n-gga’s wild
this is how you go from rags to riches
mad at b-tches, didn’t wanna show me no love
overdosing on drugs, comatosing the rug
now they wanna get a hug, get a kiss, get a g stack
you bisach, relax, roll a tree sack
he’s back from the dead, so many thoughts in the back of my head
so i rap for the p-ssion, couldn’t give a cr-p for the bread
the contract was blacking, but the fact is i said
i do it for the love, it’s not surprising
what’s paranoid, now i’m smooth like ronald isley
the good life
think that i’m c-cky? ah well
i’ll do what you won’t do for love, bobby caldwell, aww well

[verse 3]
the troublemaker on b-ss, i’m the treble-maker
the h-llraiser to you pinheads, the heaven breaker
even god told moses to split the sea
listen please or get fried to a fric-ssee
this is me, the real mccoy
keep it real, you know you gon feel the boy
you still enjoy music that i made two years ago
my kicks are fresh, you gon need new stereos
when i step on tracks like a runner
got clapped in the summer, now i’m back for her number
dear summer, i know you gon miss me
when i make history, you know, you lyin’ to p-ss me
off, only right i dropped in august
but whenever this sh-t should drop
it’d be a out of body, your hip for hop, spit so hot, nothing i flip will flop
that hit the spot, like a quicky at six o’clock

[outro]
i’ve been to…
n-gga, em flew me out
flew me out of the leer
i call it the leer, it was a private plane
yea
my man 3h took me to n0bu
what was the bill?
i think it was what, i think it was over a g
what you know about filet mignon at a j-panese restaurant, ya dig
i’m out here in cali, rolling up the cali
yea
you already know, harlem world to fullest
lenox, 7, 8
and what about the east side

- charles hamilton

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