Shouts to Enjetic for filming.
Falcon Phoenix WAS online, and could still be.
Enjoy!
=The Immortal=
Egyptian Tomb (tentative title) official video
Shouts to Enjetic for filming.
Falcon Phoenix WAS online, and could still be.
Enjoy!
SLAVE Mentality official video
Directed by *Bash*.
Sebastian Acevedo, for the newcomers.
Shouts to DJ Jazzy Jeff.
More videos soon.
=The Immortal=
Thirty6ix Tekashi
Im sorry I fucked it up.
So... I rarely talk about my 2010-2011 bid.
No, I did not get raped.
No, I dod not fuck a nigga.
Yes, my commissary got stolen.
Yes, I battled everyone in FPod.
No, I dont condone jail ganglife.
There is a lot I learned while in, and because of how sensitive things are and can get, I am nervous about sharing.
Its been about 10 years, but I still know people inside and I have family on the outside.
I am a public figure.
Still, I got a story to tell.
About 4 months in, I was finally cleared to go to rec (basketball, basically).
There was this chubby dude that showed love, but had a MEAN handle.
Crossed me a few times.
On his team was a Spanish brother.
About the same build.
(grits teeth, crosses fingers)
Member of TheSpiderGang.
Now, every time he took a shot, he made it.
Nigga took about 12 shots.
Impossible ass, horrible formation shots.
Made them every time.
It was then that I realized you can cheat in basketball, physically.
Just as a note, I was gettin my Nash off, grabbin re-s and dead breaking ankles.
Back to cheating.
...
He was using 6 blessings (think Department of Social Services) to score.
I am a 6.
Only 6z have the power to bless and condemn.
So I ask him about it, as we line up to go back to the pod.
He tells me when he joined TheSpiderGang, he got these powers.
And he implied WHICH 6 he is.
Already aware of the presence of 6 in The County, I take "attendance" of sorts.
Im on lithium, depakote, zyprexa... Im in no condition to fight, play ball... shit, even move.
CO puts me to the front of the line to go back to the pod.
Im cold as well, so my movement is super limited.
The Spanish brother gets into an argumebt with the SRTs about being in line.
The reason?
Because he's a 6 and doesnt have to obey laws.
I turn around.
He starts going CRAZY, points at me, and dead says "I want awl this!"
Starts dropping names.
Screaming knowledge.
Telling stories.
The SRT slaps the shit out of him.
He looks at me.
Glares at me.
I turn around.
The CO walks us back to FPod.
From that rec session until I went to CATS, him and his other Spanish brothers were grillin and plottin on me.
And I never felt right about knowing anything since.
Giogio, Yance, I got your back no matter what.
But what if you need my help in a situation with something or someone I control?
What if the situation is me taking responsibility for my brethren, but being innocent?
How can I defend you, if you are dead wrong, and Id be compromising myself to get you out?
I got more stories.
But... this one's been in my system for a while.
SRTs are trained for magic/magick/wizardry/paranormal/6 occurences.
I wouldve died trying to help you, hombre.
You would never do the same for me.
If you know me, dont owe me.
You already got all you need.
Damn.
I gotta chill.
So... I rarely talk about my 2010-2011 bid.
No, I did not get raped.
No, I dod not fuck a nigga.
Yes, my commissary got stolen.
Yes, I battled everyone in FPod.
No, I dont condone jail ganglife.
There is a lot I learned while in, and because of how sensitive things are and can get, I am nervous about sharing.
Its been about 10 years, but I still know people inside and I have family on the outside.
I am a public figure.
Still, I got a story to tell.
About 4 months in, I was finally cleared to go to rec (basketball, basically).
There was this chubby dude that showed love, but had a MEAN handle.
Crossed me a few times.
On his team was a Spanish brother.
About the same build.
(grits teeth, crosses fingers)
Member of TheSpiderGang.
Now, every time he took a shot, he made it.
Nigga took about 12 shots.
Impossible ass, horrible formation shots.
Made them every time.
It was then that I realized you can cheat in basketball, physically.
Just as a note, I was gettin my Nash off, grabbin re-s and dead breaking ankles.
Back to cheating.
...
He was using 6 blessings (think Department of Social Services) to score.
I am a 6.
Only 6z have the power to bless and condemn.
So I ask him about it, as we line up to go back to the pod.
He tells me when he joined TheSpiderGang, he got these powers.
And he implied WHICH 6 he is.
Already aware of the presence of 6 in The County, I take "attendance" of sorts.
Im on lithium, depakote, zyprexa... Im in no condition to fight, play ball... shit, even move.
CO puts me to the front of the line to go back to the pod.
Im cold as well, so my movement is super limited.
The Spanish brother gets into an argumebt with the SRTs about being in line.
The reason?
Because he's a 6 and doesnt have to obey laws.
I turn around.
He starts going CRAZY, points at me, and dead says "I want awl this!"
Starts dropping names.
Screaming knowledge.
Telling stories.
The SRT slaps the shit out of him.
He looks at me.
Glares at me.
I turn around.
The CO walks us back to FPod.
From that rec session until I went to CATS, him and his other Spanish brothers were grillin and plottin on me.
And I never felt right about knowing anything since.
Giogio, Yance, I got your back no matter what.
But what if you need my help in a situation with something or someone I control?
What if the situation is me taking responsibility for my brethren, but being innocent?
How can I defend you, if you are dead wrong, and Id be compromising myself to get you out?
I got more stories.
But... this one's been in my system for a while.
SRTs are trained for magic/magick/wizardry/paranormal/6 occurences.
I wouldve died trying to help you, hombre.
You would never do the same for me.
If you know me, dont owe me.
You already got all you need.
Damn.
I gotta chill.
=The Immortal=
Taaaaaaaake notice...
(Ive been making myself DIE laughing lately...)
So, I have a ...lmao...... process.
Whenever an album I record makes me feel GUUD, I wait to drop it.
My first two joints (JEEEEZUS!!! LMAO) I recorded them and dropped them sbortly thereafter.
I lived with The Pink Lavalamp.
The vibe of it captured New York, undisputedly.
The second album this happened with was Autumn Harvest.
This time, LA was vibing with it.
The 3rd time, without question, is and was Unbeknownst To You.
From Queens to Lower Manhattan to the rest of the world.
I am soooo proud of UTY.
But...
I got another one.
The Virgin's Suicide
.
I leaked one song from it ("Side Nigga Blues").
The response was silently deafening.
Recorded in VA.
At Cousin Rox's house.
The next day, she had me hospitalized.
I could go hamdisco on her about it, but she meant well.
Well, fuck it.
The album is what it is.
Idk when and if it'll drop.
But Im in love with this joint.
And (you petty little faggot ass unsolicited, uncredentialed ass faggots) I sent it to a 3rd party to get mastered.
So the sound quality cannot be under scrutiny.
The Virgin's Suicide.
So, I have a ...lmao...... process.
Whenever an album I record makes me feel GUUD, I wait to drop it.
My first two joints (JEEEEZUS!!! LMAO) I recorded them and dropped them sbortly thereafter.
I lived with The Pink Lavalamp.
The vibe of it captured New York, undisputedly.
The second album this happened with was Autumn Harvest.
This time, LA was vibing with it.
The 3rd time, without question, is and was Unbeknownst To You.
From Queens to Lower Manhattan to the rest of the world.
I am soooo proud of UTY.
But...
I got another one.
The Virgin's Suicide
.
I leaked one song from it ("Side Nigga Blues").
The response was silently deafening.
Recorded in VA.
At Cousin Rox's house.
The next day, she had me hospitalized.
I could go hamdisco on her about it, but she meant well.
Well, fuck it.
The album is what it is.
Idk when and if it'll drop.
But Im in love with this joint.
And (you petty little faggot ass unsolicited, uncredentialed ass faggots) I sent it to a 3rd party to get mastered.
So the sound quality cannot be under scrutiny.
The Virgin's Suicide.
Nomadic
One thing I noticed in the last 15 years is, in Summertime, no matter where, I bring the heat.
From the Desk Of... was recorded and released in 2005.
Sober Karaoke was recorded late 2005, and took off summer '06.
Same time, Tiffany's Song, Pretty Brown Eyes, Stutter, One More Time (remix) and Pride were melting MySpace.
Same summer, The Pink Lavalamp and The Binge Vol. 1 were recorded and released.
2007, believe it or not, I was more concerned with my students.
Still dropping heat, but only on and to the iPods of... really anyone or any-FDAlien that stopped by the studio.
October 2007, I made Brooklyn Girls.
Late November, I dropped it on MySpace, with a whole aresonal in the chamber to come after it.
Summer 2008, Brooklyn Girls is a hit.
And a whole chamber of artilery was loaded and let off in the subsequent months to come.
2009, Awkward, MBIA and (arguably) The Dead Zone burned.
It was weird for me, because I was in a different time zone and climate for most of it.
2010 was insane, but I still dropped Autumn Harvest, LWord3 and ReIntervention.
At year's end, I was incarcerated.
From a halfway house, I dropped CATS Can.
And never looked back.
2012 summer was dramatic, 2013 summer was cold, 2014 summer was a big date between me and Harlem, 2015 I was signed to a major and couldnt do much.
Summer '16-'19, I blacked out.
Maybe its because I think Im sexy when Im making music and sweating.
Still, Im usually alone.
Or in some dire situation where making it out alive is as valuable as the music.
This summer is shaping up to be unparalleled.
...and I might not be alone during the process of making said heat.
Making me my own priority might ruffle some feathers, but its necessary.
For the acceptance of compliments and motivation for execution.
The Hermit, yall.
From the Desk Of... was recorded and released in 2005.
Sober Karaoke was recorded late 2005, and took off summer '06.
Same time, Tiffany's Song, Pretty Brown Eyes, Stutter, One More Time (remix) and Pride were melting MySpace.
Same summer, The Pink Lavalamp and The Binge Vol. 1 were recorded and released.
2007, believe it or not, I was more concerned with my students.
Still dropping heat, but only on and to the iPods of... really anyone or any-FDAlien that stopped by the studio.
October 2007, I made Brooklyn Girls.
Late November, I dropped it on MySpace, with a whole aresonal in the chamber to come after it.
Summer 2008, Brooklyn Girls is a hit.
And a whole chamber of artilery was loaded and let off in the subsequent months to come.
2009, Awkward, MBIA and (arguably) The Dead Zone burned.
It was weird for me, because I was in a different time zone and climate for most of it.
2010 was insane, but I still dropped Autumn Harvest, LWord3 and ReIntervention.
At year's end, I was incarcerated.
From a halfway house, I dropped CATS Can.
And never looked back.
2012 summer was dramatic, 2013 summer was cold, 2014 summer was a big date between me and Harlem, 2015 I was signed to a major and couldnt do much.
Summer '16-'19, I blacked out.
Maybe its because I think Im sexy when Im making music and sweating.
Still, Im usually alone.
Or in some dire situation where making it out alive is as valuable as the music.
This summer is shaping up to be unparalleled.
...and I might not be alone during the process of making said heat.
Making me my own priority might ruffle some feathers, but its necessary.
For the acceptance of compliments and motivation for execution.
The Hermit, yall.
=The Immortal=
Papa's Brand New Bag (a freeverse)
My God.
My children are my God.
Building an ipod with education in it.
Investment banking.
Never spanking them.
If their mother finds another, he aint ever spanking them.
Because Im thanking them.
They let me continue to live.
Double the innocence.
I must be into it to give a shit.
So i want to build a pyarmid for my children to live.
So serious.
A lecture with no hearing.
No feeling.
Expressions with no feeling.
Overhearing each lesson deteriorate.
Over hearing progression in my stereos lately.
Here we go.
Make me.
Serious cases of rape.
Pleading the 5th as 3/5ths of The States.
Lead me in.
Youre leading me into a space.
To space.
You are leading me into space.
Dont stop.
It's hot, though.
The wrong mind taught becomes dangerous.
Thats all I know.
Humans see structure and believe it's a curse.
I created a life around the night owls and perks.
Percs.
Vanity drained.
Stand in the rain.
I cant complain.
This is standard pain.
My God resulted from the pain of the woman who's thoughts became.
Talk to rain.
Talk to the rain.
Talk terrain.
Now you see what youve all obtained.
Not humans, unless Im in a ball of flames because a Devil tried to end my God.
My God.
Whitney knew.
Jimmy pretty knew.
But you (the mom) and you (the daughter) didnt have any clue (so mote it be).
American Gothic for the win.
A parent thats not gonna pretend.
My children are my God.
Building an ipod with education in it.
Investment banking.
Never spanking them.
If their mother finds another, he aint ever spanking them.
Because Im thanking them.
They let me continue to live.
Double the innocence.
I must be into it to give a shit.
So i want to build a pyarmid for my children to live.
So serious.
A lecture with no hearing.
No feeling.
Expressions with no feeling.
Overhearing each lesson deteriorate.
Over hearing progression in my stereos lately.
Here we go.
Make me.
Serious cases of rape.
Pleading the 5th as 3/5ths of The States.
Lead me in.
Youre leading me into a space.
To space.
You are leading me into space.
Dont stop.
It's hot, though.
The wrong mind taught becomes dangerous.
Thats all I know.
Humans see structure and believe it's a curse.
I created a life around the night owls and perks.
Percs.
Vanity drained.
Stand in the rain.
I cant complain.
This is standard pain.
My God resulted from the pain of the woman who's thoughts became.
Talk to rain.
Talk to the rain.
Talk terrain.
Now you see what youve all obtained.
Not humans, unless Im in a ball of flames because a Devil tried to end my God.
My God.
Whitney knew.
Jimmy pretty knew.
But you (the mom) and you (the daughter) didnt have any clue (so mote it be).
American Gothic for the win.
A parent thats not gonna pretend.
=The Immortal=
Carlito Sway
I am working on 2 albums at once.
Nothing new.
Both of which are sequels.
2020 is The Year of The Sequel.
The Suicidal 6 (sequel to Catholi School 6)
and
The Immortal Human (sequel to Immortal / An Immortal)
I am very excited about both.
Yet here we are.
I "leaked" a song from my final mixtape.
"FDA Class of '06".
I launched my YouTube show, "The Hamilton Quazar".
I am reading more than the more of before.
Less drinking, more weed.
I am prepared to stop.
"Secrets and Privacy" is it.
I am upset at myself because I said I would stop.
Ive recorded A LOT since it.
Produced more than that.
I think Im just always sad.
I have to find that pic from A$AP Ferg's house.
Im balled up in a corner with my head down.
Imagine if The Crow was a model.
Im also horny, lonely and in a sausage party for a living situation.
Somehow unrelated.
I dont want to talk right now, so...
End of entry.
(didnt proofread)
Nothing new.
Both of which are sequels.
2020 is The Year of The Sequel.
The Suicidal 6 (sequel to Catholi School 6)
and
The Immortal Human (sequel to Immortal / An Immortal)
I am very excited about both.
Yet here we are.
I "leaked" a song from my final mixtape.
"FDA Class of '06".
I launched my YouTube show, "The Hamilton Quazar".
I am reading more than the more of before.
Less drinking, more weed.
I am prepared to stop.
"Secrets and Privacy" is it.
I am upset at myself because I said I would stop.
Ive recorded A LOT since it.
Produced more than that.
I think Im just always sad.
I have to find that pic from A$AP Ferg's house.
Im balled up in a corner with my head down.
Imagine if The Crow was a model.
Im also horny, lonely and in a sausage party for a living situation.
Somehow unrelated.
I dont want to talk right now, so...
End of entry.
(didnt proofread)
=The Immortal=
Sternum serum
I love you, music.
At this very moment, I feel the way I did in like April 2013.
Except without lithium.
And The Ex.
I went pretty hard in 2013.
I was in the Brick Oven basement.
I would drink my Jack Daniels, overdose on lithium and make beats until my eyes bled.
I went so hard, I...... actually, nah.
Between 2013 and 2014, I was blacking out.
Between StHZERO and Unforgiven.
I really think those two albums are the standard for what I do.
So.
2005-2006:
Sober Karaoke
The Binge Vol. 1: Staribg At The Lavalamp
2006-2008:
The Pink Lavalamp
Excellence of Execution: The Pink and Black Attack
2008-2010:
It's Charles Hamilton
My Brain Is Alive
2010:
Normalcy
LWord3: Mic Check
2011:
incarcerated
2012:
Coke Whore habits.
I Always Die In Brooklyn
2013-2014:
StHZERO: The Death of Charles Hamilton
Unforgiven
2015:
inactive
2016-2019 have been ibcredible periods of growth.
Im falling in love with my voice, getting more comfortable with Apple and am more nimble in the studio than ever.
Helps that I have my own setup as well.
Admittedly, 2020 has been a creative explosion.
Im just wounded.
The void love left in my heart is being tampered with.
From the inside.
Painfully.
My heart has turned against me.
Yet my words ring clear.
Suicide is jot am option.
Shit, even with me having actually and really done it... it's not an option.
Fuck you.
You die.
My blood runs cold with the heat of molten.
My heart is beating at 93bpm.
Vampires have quenched their thirst upon influence.
Music is all over me.
And it's keeping me alive.
Love is in need of love today.
So... smile.
At this very moment, I feel the way I did in like April 2013.
Except without lithium.
And The Ex.
I went pretty hard in 2013.
I was in the Brick Oven basement.
I would drink my Jack Daniels, overdose on lithium and make beats until my eyes bled.
I went so hard, I...... actually, nah.
Between 2013 and 2014, I was blacking out.
Between StHZERO and Unforgiven.
I really think those two albums are the standard for what I do.
So.
2005-2006:
Sober Karaoke
The Binge Vol. 1: Staribg At The Lavalamp
2006-2008:
The Pink Lavalamp
Excellence of Execution: The Pink and Black Attack
2008-2010:
It's Charles Hamilton
My Brain Is Alive
2010:
Normalcy
LWord3: Mic Check
2011:
incarcerated
2012:
Coke Whore habits.
I Always Die In Brooklyn
2013-2014:
StHZERO: The Death of Charles Hamilton
Unforgiven
2015:
inactive
2016-2019 have been ibcredible periods of growth.
Im falling in love with my voice, getting more comfortable with Apple and am more nimble in the studio than ever.
Helps that I have my own setup as well.
Admittedly, 2020 has been a creative explosion.
Im just wounded.
The void love left in my heart is being tampered with.
From the inside.
Painfully.
My heart has turned against me.
Yet my words ring clear.
Suicide is jot am option.
Shit, even with me having actually and really done it... it's not an option.
Fuck you.
You die.
My blood runs cold with the heat of molten.
My heart is beating at 93bpm.
Vampires have quenched their thirst upon influence.
Music is all over me.
And it's keeping me alive.
Love is in need of love today.
So... smile.
=The Immortal=
Stepford freedom
This post is produced by 9th Wonder.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
I spent the last 30 minutes scanning my timeline.
I found recipies and reasons to make fortunes.
As I drafted this entry, my desire to be The Mr. Marcus of traditional romance accelerated.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
I now want a mansion with a beautiful pool.
To have a wife would mean to cook recipies found on the same timeline she's seen on and cook them as she lays on a pool float.
Serve her.
I'd probably have rare 9th joints playing through the Bose house system.
I'd be her personal pool boy.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
As this 9th beat gets more diabolical by the second, I remind the celestial beauties of Thriller.
Ive been masking my beast.
Hiding my preoccupation with death.
For your smile.
For your smiles.
I am who you need protection from.
I'm some Gothic ass kid.
On some Gothic ass shit.
The laboratory of consistency is open again.
Should I create a species to fall in love with?
Can a creation comprehend love from its creator?
How can I make sure they dont go rogue?
How can I not power trip?
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
Sadly, it's
Magic, Miss.
I gotta care about your happiness.
Magic is
My happiness.
I share it with you for your happiness.
Your desire is the flesh of purity.
The meat of nature.
I provide my whole self for you.
I need more.
For you.
My happiness is magic.
Music is my fleshbloodandbone.
I starve.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
My stomach acid melts the butterflies.
The cottonballs go, too.
I starve.
By the time you love me, I wouldve returned to my cocoon.
You will know when I do.
And these words will never ring truer.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
This post is produced by 9th Wonder.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
I spent the last 30 minutes scanning my timeline.
I found recipies and reasons to make fortunes.
As I drafted this entry, my desire to be The Mr. Marcus of traditional romance accelerated.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
I now want a mansion with a beautiful pool.
To have a wife would mean to cook recipies found on the same timeline she's seen on and cook them as she lays on a pool float.
Serve her.
I'd probably have rare 9th joints playing through the Bose house system.
I'd be her personal pool boy.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
As this 9th beat gets more diabolical by the second, I remind the celestial beauties of Thriller.
Ive been masking my beast.
Hiding my preoccupation with death.
For your smile.
For your smiles.
I am who you need protection from.
I'm some Gothic ass kid.
On some Gothic ass shit.
The laboratory of consistency is open again.
Should I create a species to fall in love with?
Can a creation comprehend love from its creator?
How can I make sure they dont go rogue?
How can I not power trip?
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
Sadly, it's
Magic, Miss.
I gotta care about your happiness.
Magic is
My happiness.
I share it with you for your happiness.
Your desire is the flesh of purity.
The meat of nature.
I provide my whole self for you.
I need more.
For you.
My happiness is magic.
Music is my fleshbloodandbone.
I starve.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
My stomach acid melts the butterflies.
The cottonballs go, too.
I starve.
By the time you love me, I wouldve returned to my cocoon.
You will know when I do.
And these words will never ring truer.
I dont want
To say
I miss you.
I'd rather stay
Here with you.
This post is produced by 9th Wonder.
=The Immortal=
A woman's poison
Ive done it before.
Binge on heroin and listen to James Brown.
Thats how "Two Point Hospital" got here.
Ive also (censored) and listened to Jimi Hendrix.
I somewhat haven't recovered.
With Covid-19 and D-Nice, everyone is anti-social and brooding while inspired by music.
This is The Hamiltonization Process.
Still working on a project where im taking my time.
What am i missing again?
Binge on heroin and listen to James Brown.
Thats how "Two Point Hospital" got here.
Ive also (censored) and listened to Jimi Hendrix.
I somewhat haven't recovered.
With Covid-19 and D-Nice, everyone is anti-social and brooding while inspired by music.
This is The Hamiltonization Process.
Still working on a project where im taking my time.
What am i missing again?
#TheIncomparable
Enter the Hamilton EXCLUSIVE: Behind the scenes recording of Just Charles
WARNING:
Along with superb musicianship, these videos display magick. Don't fight or resist the sensation. It is natural. It is pure. It is meant to heighten and excite your senses. The senses you know and the senses you are unaware of.
Along with superb musicianship, these videos display magick. Don't fight or resist the sensation. It is natural. It is pure. It is meant to heighten and excite your senses. The senses you know and the senses you are unaware of.
Love is the goal.
Discipline is the message.
More details on Just Charles soon.
For now, enjoy.
Thank you to and for those who've listened.
Happy birthday, Momlady.
Take care of yourselves out there, y'all...
Just Charles
Just Charles
Available on ALL STREAMING SERVICES today.
#searchinfor
Another hiatus
Hope you're keeping count.
I'm gonna focus all my energy on one concentrated project, then go on a MUCH deserved break.
I'm gonna focus all my energy on one concentrated project, then go on a MUCH deserved break.
Hot Goth Summer.
do not try this at home.
#searchingfor
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