[Tony Touch]
While I kick a little rhyme, talk a little sh**
You know I don't quit
Camera's over there, but he should be right here
But I don't give a f** man, I don't really care
With my man, yeah, I ain't trying to battle him
I'm hanging out in the club with Charles Hamilton
He's a motherf**ing problem
So get get on the motherf**ing M-I-C, motherf**er stop em
[Charles Hamilton]
What I've been trying to do so eloquently
Is let you know know that ever since this century
Of...I don't know, Pick 1,2, or 3
I've always been the 1, what you gon do with me
So fluently or stupidly I speak my English
Hoping these cats would repeat it so...
You want to play or listen and stay
Either way, like Anthony Kiedis, give it away now
Or do what Flea does, be on the ba** now
Either way, see my face, give me a great pound
Like what's up, you my favorite rapper
Blazing rappers the same way cats be blazing rappers
Or ripping rappers so they can blaze the backwoods
Am I Freeway or feeling free today
Either way, this is a free for me
Hotter than the day, May, what day is it B
A-B-C, D-E-F
You can't hear me cause basically I'm never left
Or I'm never wrong, so I'm never left back
Unless the setback is when I'm ever wrong
I remember when I was wrong 8th grade
Almost failed, didn't graduate, now hey
Everybody's giving me a pound, I'm hotter than gay suede
Call me C Slay, slay everybody every day
I ain't even trying to lay back and watch motherf**ers lay in the grave
I'm sorry, one curse this whole verse
That's how you know this universe ain't cursed
Wow, because I'm trying to flow from y'all
So I guess I get my flow through y'all
So I guess I'm like Noah's Ark
There's only two of me, well there's only one of me, I'm so damn Charles
So focused, I'm not Raven
And I'm not playing, cause that's so me
I rap on beat, rap off D, and rap OD
So what you cats gonna know about me when I'm done
Pharmaceutical, Charles is beautiful, I'm charming as usual
Hard and beautiful is the beat
Damn this is like some farm hood or Sesame Street
I don't know, either way it's so PBS to me
Rap must be the destiny, either that or a cap of ecstasy
Coming off the cap like there's ecstasy in it
And you're high for a couple of minutes
Come on Touch, come on, get up in it
This cypher must be sent from the heavens above
Everybody love it, 11 and up
7 is back, cause 7 is how you spell Chuck when you spell Charles
Y'all going all crazy, I just went yard
This is hard ball, so guess who's at bat
Tony Touch, might as well twist the cap back
[Tony Touch]
That's right, that's right, man y'all been served
You know the motherf**ing pedigree, y'all know my word
I'm hanging out with my crew on Shade 45
Every day, all day, and you know we keep it live, word up
Charles Hamilton y'all, that's what the f** I'm saying man