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charles hamilton - bunny to a rabbit lyrics

[verse 1]
just a gl-ss, and i’m touchin’ -ss so fast, that a blush and a laugh, isn’t a rush;
i just p-ss the dutch and puff, master of cuttin’ up, lastin’ for weeks, when fastin’ on freaks, i’m a b-st-rd
you probably thought i meant a body argument, i move fast on a freak, like, “let me smash.”, and just leave
apology? probably not, cause i just got a-
i mean, i just wanna be like a game i just copped
i say so much stuff, that the day just stopped
24 hours in a day, and the buck stops today, so…
let’s divide. what’s ours, and what’s mine; like rush hour time? my traffic is just p-ssing slow
whoa
gl-ss of the jack and c0ke, mad hope, but like the straw in the gl-ss, i just float
… paa-ssing up smoke, to focus on what’s p-ssed
catch up to such, to show i have what you know
… focus. hocus pocus, it’s magic when i flow
that is so radical, ?menicatspasmghosts?
shadow to most, but dammit, i’m so attractive, that ghosts grab on the back of my coat like i asked them
captain of the boat, drafted to promote nasa, blastin’ home in a rapture, to have a gl-ss of jack and…
… indulge in a sinner’s heaven
14 in addition to 7 to get the message

[chorus]
grow up!
(be a man for once in my life… once in my life… once in my life…)
grow up!
(be a man for more than a night… more than a night… more than a night…)
i can’t wait to grow up!
(i got alotta’ growin’ up to do…)
i can’t wait to grow up!
(i got alotta’ growin’ up to do…)

[verse 2]
my peers are amazed. the light said years in the game, and nightmare to stares in the plains
runnin’ crop circles around blocks, where they cop purple pot and herb; who’s not “herbally” shocked?
murder on the curb isn’t a lot. nervous or not, my stock serves with every tock of the verbal clock
my thermal hopscotch with word, ?perfectly jots?
my words paint pictures, i don’t “word play” with cha‘

girls get ?played, to lay n-ggas in this world?
gangstas are the biggest girls in the world. get it n-ggas?
haters don’t even affect me, i consider them public hair stubble; they struggle with truth or dare
spin the bottle, i’m sippin’, while women waddle, and kiss on the model n-gga, who didn’t get followed as “mr. acknowledge me on the scriptures”, or get thrown out of the mix, like a file gettin’ snipped from pro tools

that’s wildin’? i figure. i go through, like hollow point sh-lls, i’m full of substance, and i’m coddled when my voice yells
win and lose, i’m the same in interviews; name is in the news
pained, from getting hit by a loser
b-tch
the shoes fits? then i’m finkel and einh-rn, the “ace” of this state
far from takin’ up sp-ce. i’m great

…

[chorus] x1.5

- charles hamilton lyrics

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