An Angel’s Anneurism (Pleasant Overthinking Pt. 2)

Charles Hamilton - Rap
An Angel’s Anneurism (Pleasant Overthinking Pt. 2)
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[Intro] Charles Hamilton! [Verse 1] Thinking out loud, laying on a cloud There's only 10 clouds (right?), and one of which you're not allowed Who can stop me now? Watching the ground from a place called now Even as an old poster, you can't take Charles down If this was a bicycle sale (buy sickle cell), shop around Find a cure for whatever sickness you wish was not a-round Or does sickness only love richness? I guess a bugged sentence from me is the degree of a bugged chemist Too bad I never went to school for my gifts The role of a king. The tools of a prince Flow of a sink. I move with a twist Clothes mostly pink. Shoes that can fit That's all I need to be seen by the naked eye ALL of me can be seen as forsaken time Cuz I have waited. Been Violated Even before the finer days find a way to become MY days [Hook] Anytime I'm sittin alone, I simply get in the zone, no need to pick up the phone and get to driftin When nobody's around, I just listen to sound, think of verbs and nouns and put it in a sentence When I get in the mood, this the thing that I do, and I give it to you just so you can listen And I won't stop for a minute And I won't stop for a minute [Verse 2] Too verbose, I suppose Close to the throne, but given less hope when alone When I get letters from fans that say my shit helps them get better It makes me deal with this shit better Memories creeping in to the present time Going through hell, paying for a check that Heaven signed that bounced I submitted a song to God but couldn't tell her what the record was behind the bounce Told her "Relax. I can find it out." She didn't like my tone. It was time to get out Well God, I'm sorry. I found it It's called "Always". By a group named "All Days" So It wasn't a fluke. I really love you You might think it's life. It's really us two I don't know what's left to say Why don't I let the hook be the collection plate? [Hook] Anytime I'm sittin alone, I simply get in the zone, no need to pick up the phone and get to driftin When nobody's around, I just listen to sound, think of verbs and nouns and put it in a sentence When I get in the mood, this the thing that I do, and I give it to you just so you can listen And I won't stop for a minute And I won't stop for a minute [Verse 3] It's like when Jay said "I jack, I rob, I sin" I'm an iMac. iPod. 3rdGen Cuz I rap like I got iGin The digital liquor that I share with my friends My bad. I rock. Nice chin Well I'm Jab. I box. Tyson Try jabs. I block. I win I'm Zab. Why not? Fight him Cuz I black. I'm hot. I'm sick I tried crack, tried pot, it's quite grim But life has my spot right in the sky That's why God asked men to be nice cats Guys, stop lyin I fight class. Might not, might win But my might is why the liars are frightened The terror alert has been heightened For those that say they don't like him I enjoy what I do. It's like probiking I would still be this driven with no stipend In touch with my own spirits. Ill ghostwriting So fast I broke lightning with no writing. Started writing, paper now won't go by him
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- Charles Hamilton