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This track kicks off with a raw, unfiltered feeling of waking up on the wrong side of the bed, a sentiment that quickly expands beyond a bad morning. The narrator grapples with an internal conflict, questioning the purpose of making music when happiness feels like a trap that leads to a "happiest of pits." The lyrics present a stark contrast between a desire for simple pleasures – "Bad bitch with her legs on her hair" – and the fear of being "too human" or "too stupid," suggesting a deep-seated insecurity about their own aspirations and creative output. This internal debate fuels a sense of futility, where even the act of creating art feels like a potential descent into unhappiness. The core tension revolves around a pervasive feeling of being "Bad," a state that seems to have no external cause but is amplified by the perceived judgment of the world. The chorus hits hard with this repeated, almost chanted, negative affirmation, only to pivot with the line "they need me (Bad)." This suggests a complex relationship with external validation; despite feeling inherently flawed, the narrator recognizes a demand for their presence or work. The aggressive retorts like "Mother shut your mouth" and "You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth" reveal a defensive posture, a struggle to reconcile internal turmoil with external expectations, leading to the regretful thought, "Maybe I should've stayed asleep." The lyrics delve into the roots of this negativity, tracing it back to religious upbringing. Catholic school instilled a sense of never being "blessed," and a pentecostal background, while seemingly offering a path to wash away sins, left an "inner doubt" that "won't rinse off." The narrator recounts a history of defiance and punishment, like being "Ass kicked by hatin' ass catholics," framing their life as a constant battle against external judgment and internal questioning. This struggle with faith and self-worth is presented as a foundational element of their current state, making the question of "free will is a bitch" a central theme, as they ponder whether their struggles are predetermined or a result of their own choices. Ultimately, the effectiveness of these lyrics lies in their unflinching honesty about internal struggle and the messy relationship between self-perception and external validation. The narrator doesn't shy away from expressing deep-seated anxieties and the cyclical nature of feeling "Bad" for no discernible reason. The blend of aggressive defiance, existential questioning, and a yearning for something more, all grounded in specific, often jarring, imagery from religious and personal history, creates a powerful portrait of someone wrestling with their own mind and their place in the world. It’s this raw vulnerability, paired with a defiant spirit, that makes the track resonate.

Charles Hamilton - Rap

Wrong Side Of The Bed

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[Intro] Waking up on the wrong side of the bed sucks It feels like no matter what I do I still lose Music will move forward, who will kill who Well I be the ender of the lies of the naysayers Or the pretender, the liar, that made paper Just wanna chill, haze in the air Bad bitch with her legs on her hair But is that being too human? Is what I'm saying too stupid? Why even bother tryna do music It's like the happier I get The faster I will drift Into the most unhappiest of pits Me not me? heh, That would be some shit Imagine another Charles dressin tacky just for kicks Or maybe I'm just ventin cuz it's somethin' to do And I'm livin cuz i wanted to do Something different with the drums and a loop I call it mean You call it whatever, end of the day it's all a dream [Chorus] I wake up feeling (Bad) No reason, just feeling (Bad) It's like the whole world treats me (Bad) But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad) I'mma - Mother shut your mouth You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth Maybe I should've stayed asleep [Verse 2] Blame catholic school They taught me to never accept that i've forever been blessed Break half the rules I don't find a bible My recital was simply for my survival This nigga pray to saints God said he's a jealous god, exodus Is what he's saying fate? If so let me out the class now Back down to the principals office, I'm mad now Mrs. Helmrige, sitting with her black gown Chastising me, but i ain't back down If bein' real wasn't a decision Then why am I even fuckin' with religion? Detention - Sucks, but fuck it, I took it like a G Besides, the eighth graders waited outside for me Ass kicked by hatin' ass catholics I'd rather be a baptist when I go off with all this rap shit [Chorus] I wake up feeling (Bad) No reason, just feeling (Bad) It's like the whole world treats me (Bad) But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad) I'mma - Mother shut your mouth You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth Maybe I should've stayed asleep [Verse 3] Grew up pentecostal Nigga I know, y'all couldn't live in my boats Shoes, cuz I'm a size 11 Walk with me Follow my mind to heaven Baptized mad times had to get the sins off They washed off but the inner doubt won't rinse off Since then Charles found his own way Which was in his own mind since he got the home plate To Bat, That, Baseball reference was cracked But back, to the matter at hand Growin up fucked up makes me ask for a hand From above, but i was made in her reflection Maybe I was destined, what makes me wanna question It, you, the doubter, free will is a bitch Ultimately you have all the power [Chorus] I wake up feeling (Bad) No reason, just feeling (Bad) It's like the whole world treats me (Bad) But then i snap out of it, they need me (Bad) I'mma - Mother shut your mouth You don't like me nigga, shut your mouth Maybe I should've stayed asleep

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Writers: Charles Hamilton

Wrong Side Of The Bed

Wrong Side Of The Bed

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