Charles Hamilton - Dummy lyrics

[Intro] Check, check, one, two Turn me up some, y'all hear me, y'all hear me It's Charles Hamilton! A.K.A. Blogger enemy number 1 Turn my headphones up, I wanna hear myself loud and clear Hip Hop Game! Woo Hoo! Sounds like my 21st birthday all over again Aw man, let's get right into it. If I don't it this take, keep the intro [Verse] Ahhh, what a beautiful view, from the top Now the spooky music dude is getting the dude from Who the news'll view as the truth Stupid to a**ume because I don't groom That I don't have demand over Pro Tools I stand over every man going postal Trying to get a glance of what Mr. Hamilton can so do Standing alone. So true Shouts to Shanell, old dude If you ever got a hidden view at Vibe magazine Then she can say she knows you Shouts to the s**y waitress at Noble I got no boo, so your walls I'd like to go through I ain't saying, I'm just saying I guess I'm Super Saiyan like Goku I'm just doing what I'm supposed to You love her, wants me, can't have me cause she chose you She looks like Velma anyway so I have no clue Why you would go to the altar with her Don't you know You-Know-Who pose true to how he steps in both shoes I'm sorry, that was a smart way of saying that I'm real A hard day of laying in my Major Pain is why Charles may get away With saying he a smart Damon Wayans Not to say Wayan that isn't smart, but I'm an only child A shark amongst the Marlins Stay away while my army marching I'm hardly talking, fresh haircut, check my Steve Harvey copping No photoshop, I'm a living photo op From the place where you know you should be shot If you phone the cops I loan a lot, but I boned a lot of chicks 808 & Heartbreak when I Robocop this sh** I'm the best musician ever, go and cop my sh**... When it drops cause it's gonna be the hottest sh** You wanna mock my sh** until you find out That I got the sh** on lock, so it is not a gift I got it with a sniff of the umbilical cord n***as is who*es for attention, so when I'm spitting it raw I'm just pimping I got a way with murder, not away with murder So I earn it, not stealing, keep watching Simpson He's behind some hard bars that's not mine So open your stupid-a** mind if you got time These other n***as want that parking lot shine I want that youngest in the top 5 type shine So you could say my f**ing name like 5 times Candyman, my hooks will murder you and your blind eyes So support if you want, but if toy Soulja Step on the court, you get dunked, f**ing dummy And people wonder why I don't f** with money But got a lot of it, funny n***as ain't know I grew my hair out on purpose Now that I cut it, they nervous If I'm bullsh**, they're bird sh** [Outro] Charles Hamilton Hey man, I ain't mad at.. I ain't mad at little homie, he doing his thing Let me just tell you my peace though Yeah I be in meetings where they say Charles Hamilton, Soulja Boy The only comparison is that I'm you last year with talent Haahhahaha! Ohhhh the bloggers are gonna call me an a**hole for that Whatever I'm sitting on top of the world No auto-tune there Oh man I swear I love on top of the world man Can't take me from here I'm out