Oh Well - Charles Hamilton

George, you copy

Yeah what you got

I think I see something man, I don’t know what it is

Alright hang on, making my way over

Hurry

Copy that

Alright help me with this wreckage here

You seeing what I’m seeing?

What is that?

I don’t know, it’s what I think it is

Oh my god

That’s it

That’s it

That’s gotta be it

We got it.

Harlem we’re coming home.

Harlem we have recovered the black box

Slow down, ease into it

For the record, it’s Charles Hamilton

Thanks Eminem, this for you

They say I can’t rap about being dark no more, they never say I can’t rap 'bout

being Charles no more

Getting doped up in Baltimore, eating every rapper til they are no more

My story is glorious.

Notoriously, a gory kid

Still ain’t got no shorty in the crib

Report to me Big

The afterlife’s spokesperson

My flow works I’m so certain

But I’m a perfectionist with my wizardry

I expect to get a wet kiss from history

I just can’t represent it, shizzit

I guess I’ll be depressed for a minute

Sipping on a mystic, going ballistic

I am no bitch on some Madonna chauvinist pig shit

Hold it while you listen, your joy is my pain

Medicate me, your boy is insane, poisonous rain

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, ah fuck it oh well

Boo you whore!

You hear those beautiful chords?

That’s the Devil making me do his chores

This beat was made without using force, technically

So I expect to view some snores

The fire in hell I use for chewing smores (you kidding me?)

My teeth are rotting out so I don’t do it any more

My metaphors are metaphysical

A better lyrical exhibition is to go into Heaven and slit a throat

So I dissed Pac, crucified by hip-hop

Suicidal kids knock it, you provide the flip flops

To use when I decide to kick rocks at the rhythm

Pick it up, I got you

I am not kidding

Hotter than Virginia when it’s vacation time

Making satanist rhymes, making me fine

But hey I don’t mind

I say what’s on my mind and get censured

But I swallowed it and get injured

So I sip Ensure

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over (insecure)

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, ah fuck it oh well

Momma pray for me

God thinks I’m ugly

Stop with the touching me!

Goth kids trust me

I can’t let them down, I gotta carve

Watching me heal is the hottest part

In the sky see a lot of dark

I’m just a hermit with a modest heart

Some days require Tylenol

Women hate me like a twat fart

And these niggas ate me like a pop tart

My label wants to make me a pop star

I had a hot start, y’all wanted music and I dropped art

Until I pass off influence to killing off classes and apologize with the

realest of passion

I am a tyrant but still I am passive, I’m using this deal just to reel me a bad

bitch

Sit on my lap while she pictures me rapping

She’s too bad nigga give me a napkin

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over (I just wanna make some things

clear)

Ah fuck it oh well, everything’s crossing over (I do believe in the cult,

but I grew up Christian)

Ah fuck it oh well

Oh God if you exist I need you to forgive me for the way I feel

I you need you to forgive me

For abandoning those that really love me

God I repent to you all the time

The only thing that seems to respond is the dark side

But I gotta keep a tight lip

Just ride out with the…

I want you motherfuckers to hear this piano

All my musicians out there

Don’t let em take your magic