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charles hamilton - vanity fair lyrics

i lay (laid) down in a london hotel room. you can tell who’s been listening to mainstream radio. don’t blame me. don’t say so, either. because i flame beats. let me know what i mean to you. i’m so -mean- when i’m in the booth. no codeine, but i go lean on every goalie. with a hockey stick on my foot. (like) “get out of the way! let me score!” look at what i put in place. the motherf-ckin’ ace (all seeing eye) of the state. and the whole globe… wow. such a term. can’t f-ck with a worm when he’s puffin’ sherm. (looks at joint) the sherm gotta be a little natural, though. i don’t mean to h-ssle you hoes…

keep your eyes on
the fire that i kill you with
keep your eyes on
the liars life will bill you with
i’m on fire!
beauty is a liar!
but i insist i’m ugly
you know the scenario…

i can’t wait till you translate. the love we can make can break anybody. holla at your man drake. but he’s been giving that 6 love. mr. 666 is up. pick it up like you dropped it to the floor. first 3 digits of a number will get me a cab to your door. i’m not mad anymore. just let me black some more. black magick, employed. i am that boy! ever since i was on the floor with my ball and bottle. y’all are going full throttle, with your hands to the sky, bowing down. am i allowed to get down with sound?

keep your eyes on
the fire that i kill you with
keep your eyes on
the liars life will bill you with
i’m on fire!
beauty is a liar!
but i insist i’m ugly
you know the scenario…

i feel like force is hurting my teeth! more important to me is my beauty. never seen in a boutique. i need a beautiful freak to ride with me. i’m in the p-ssenger seat. she’s in the driver seat, unfastening me. i’m like “ma, can you please slow down? ’cause we about to be dying! …or somewhere flying through a balcony!” she’s doing 120. 42nd street. 7th ave. i’m too high with my heaven -ss! forever it’s a cl-ss. n-gg-s better back down. laugh at how i take my background and i call it “mad out”

keep your eyes on
the fire that i kill you with
keep your eyes on
the liars life will bill you with
i’m on fire!
beauty is a liar!
but i insist i’m ugly
you know the scenario…

- charles hamilton lyrics

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