The King Charles Era

The King Charles Era
New sound, new style, still the same loser.

SEGA, wya?!

If Sonic Movie 3 drops on Christmas, I may have some goodies for #depeopledem. This year is a very strict, song-a-month diet. The latest joint, "Lavelle Junson", is available now in the King Charles Era playlist. My numbers are special, so I know that whoever listened to it, listened to it. I can guarantee that the influential people I know have listened to it.

Still, one song a month.

I'm gonna need some DEMAND if you want me to SUPPLY. I'm tired of being the one annoying the pretty girl in the back of the class. I want this moment to last! I can feel you looking at me. I hear you listening. Intently. Trying to find a flaw. And even when you do, you digest it so well. Supply me with demand so I can demand my supply to finish you off. 



Life isn't the same without you being here. And though I feel betrayed and violated, I'm willing to move on, I am a man of my word. And in terms of Charles Hamilton, Jr. dead BEING Dr. Robotnik, it is what it is. I just wanted order to be restored and executed whilst on #theship. The same shit I told you WOULD crash for the same reason.

Still I forgive. But regrets, HELL NO!!!!!!!





#beseated

Roots Conceit

 I used to be conceited because of my talent. I felt that though others have talent, very few (if any) could measure to mine. There were humbling times and times where I shined. Still, I got HUMBLER (believe it or not) when I first signed to Jimmy.

Knowing I was the best.

Certain things happened, certain songs blew up about and from it, and my confidence wained and wavered. I believe my lack of confidence is what got me dropped.

When THE HOOD turned against me, that's when I got into Fight Mode. Every song, from 2012-2024 defended my spot as a creator, while deflecting shots from particular haters.

 Literally.

 I can't stress the fact that I was living IN DOOM, with some hood cats I suspected were drawing energy out of me (through rape) and exploiting my name socially. While being visited by someone who's plotting to do the same thing, if he hadn't already. All of who  are under the influence of someone who was influenced to infiltrate my privacy.

Sounds like bitches, to me.

Well, I never let a bitch get me distracted. So I aired out EVERYONE, on MY production, signing my heart out.

For that reason, I feel like no one can fuck with me.



I'm done with this blog post.

Stay tuned. 


#beseated

Limited streams

Due to all of the copyright infringing (read: sample based) content I have on my channel, I have certain restrictions on my YouTube account. One being a limited amount of time for livestreaming. I'm not sure how much time I have, but I know that after my first 12 hours, I was limited to only a couple hours on my next stream.

All good. You'll catch it next time.

At the end of the second livestream, we were at 34 songs. I stopped to record Young Chip in a big studio, and his project is a stream in and of itself. It's on my channel. Check it!


More to be said, more to be seen.
I'm still in the studio.












#beseated


PULLING ME BACK head ass niggas...

I started to retire after this past Friday's "Live @ 12". You GOTTA understand that I move off of momentum. And it seems that the "mystery" of me (if you will) just isn't there anymore. Partially my doing, because I shared so much of myself with you guys. But even at that, there are ties that bind us (you and I, dear StarChaser). I just don't feel like dealing with the hype.

I still plan to go live this Monday for 24 hours. I'll be in my natural element. Some of my people will be recording their music during the session, so I probably won't get everything done in time. Who knows? Let's just hope I can knock out this project. As I've previously stated, I have SEVERAL projects lined up. And I have no problem executing them. It's a matter of time and resources. 

I have plenty of time, just limited resources.
But I always get the job done.

There's no telling what I may do after Monday's live. I have a few opportunities to "get back in the game", but I'm not 100% sure that's what I want to do. There's the obvious "I don't want to sacrifice anything", then there's the lack of interest in being in the public eye. I'm more confident in myself than ever before. I don't need a validation of any kind. I found my "positive zone" (as mentioned in 2008). And I see y'all tryna take me out of it, for your own personal entertainment. 

It's insulting, but I deal with it by knowing you can't handle what you put me through yourself.

Man. It's a quiet night here in LA. They might come out later tonight with the cars. I slept earlier today, so I should be up with no issue. The cars won't bother me.

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My MacBook is my instrument.
My instrument is my MacBook.









#beseated


Announcing... (much to my dismay)

 The Great American Bash
an album by King Charles!


The idea came to me a little while ago. I want to start working on it, but "Comin' Thru W/ The Future" isn't even recorded yet, and I have 2 more albums lined up. I plan to keep busy this year. I have unlimited inspiration, and I now have some sort of cash flow to get in the studio (my monthly government allowance). I don't HAVE to make lo-fi projects.

I also don't HAVE to put out music, in general. 
But that's something for my fellow musicians and songwriters (and samplers!) to understand.

Only one band will be sampled for TGAB.
No clues. No hints.

Get it how you live it.

Jimmy told me not to walk around like the world hates me. And that he can see why I am so pensive. I always tell him, "I put my everything in my music". I should've told him that EVERYONE GETS THAT WORK in my music.

I think Jimmy is the only person I didn't sub-to-slaughter yet.

If you feel it, it's there. Just ask me for confirmation.


To all those watching me for guidance (read: The Illuminati), don't watch me. Create! Innovate! Bring it back, if you must. Just don't sit there and bleed out.

My take.





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Trap Saving Boom Bap

The phrase is BEBOP, and it was coined by Miles Davis in the mid 1940s. It's a style of jazz. Hip-Hop took it and flipped it (with the help of Miles himself) into a type of RHYTHM. 

...it's a spread out version of the pre-existing BEBOP. The third *one* that the drum lands on, isn't there. It's kick, snare, space (or hi-hat, in the case of Hi-Tek), then snare. As opposed to drum (kick) landing on every first and third.

Trap knows nothing about this.
However, I have found that using Trap drums for BEBOP (or Bomm Bap) is a pleasing sound. I'm making a beat out of some Cardiak drums, and I think Trap drums are MORE than ready to be used for some... Boom Bap.

I comes with the BEBOP. Don't you worry.



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At the end of the day, it's all free. And Gothic.





#beseated


Tawkin My Doo-Doo...

Before I talk my shit (on MY blog), let me start with a humble beginning...


I mentioned on The Breakfast Club that Fabolous is a BIG influence on me. Not so much style (aesthetically), but the usage of similes. For example, "It's gettin' harder to dodge the women, but I'm still pitchin hard white balls faster than Roger Clemens...". That bar alone had me hyped to make similes that were easy to catch (though you need to know a thing or 2 about the dope game to get that one), funny and stuck out. This was around 1999-2000. Fab was responsible for EVERYONE making similes in their verses. He just never got the credit he deserves. OBVIOUSLY Eminem is an influence, and yes, he has similes (punchlines) of his own. Fab just had more of a New York edge to his.

NOW I can talk my shit...

My punchlines/similes are always a one of one. And when I use "like" for a punchline, I don't make the simile JUST like the compared figure. It would be slightly off. So it's LIKE whatever I'm talking about, as opposed to JUST like something. A blemish of a photogenic rhyme scheme. Or it would be some OUT OF THIS WORLD comparison itself. For example, "I run Black music... like drums". 

That's fucking OUTTA HERE, dude! 

Lmao


I probably could articulate it better if I actually sat down and tried to break it down, but honestly, you just gotta listen for the jewels.

No one has better punchlines than me. 
And my punchlines aren't always similes.

In fact, in recent years, I've evolved past funny similes. Sometimes the metaphor/simile/punchline is in the intonation/context/quirks in the MUSIC (beat, verse, hook, mix, master), as well as the title of the song itself.

I do more than your average mixtape rapper (is what I'm trying to say).

And truth be told, all these hip-hop albums dropping nowadays are mixtapes (if we're going with the industry protocol).


I wanna talk more about that, but there has to be an understanding before I go on.



In the meantime....








#thismorningKingCharles...!


24 Hours!




Can you take a King's studio session?







#beseated 

A day off.

Just as a reminder: there will be no Live @ 12 this Friday (Mar. 8th, 2024). I have a very important meeting with an anonymous lawyer about my future in the music business. I don't intend on it being too "heavy", but we are going to go over some details as to why some artists are further ahead than I am. Especially with them using my style.

I know how ugly this thing can get. It's already starting to fall apart for a few "evil-doers" in the music business. I just want what's mine. And I'm owed a bit.

AT THE SAME TIME, whatever money is owed to me goes right back in to paying debts. I can't even open a PayPal account because my former landlord put a hold on my name. 
I shouldn't be talking about my debts like this. They might come after me again.

Regardless, no Live @ 12 tomorrow.

Wish me luck!






Catch all the episodes of "Live @ 12" right here (this playlist):

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The Pushback

I'm not here to make you worship me. It's written that I might be (worshipped), but there are no walls for the writing. You all have your idols and gods. No need in naming names. They don't get anything but added attention and media when they're mentioned on this blog. And no, I don't like your idols or gods. Legends (literally) come and go nowadays. 

I do take it to heart, however, when someone calls me a legend.
Lil Perry (Preview's little brother; Catholic Middle School) called me a legend and I was speechless. Preview, or Rafael, was a brotha who came to my Catholic School (Ascension; now closed) and immediately made himself known as an MC. Though I respected his notoriety, I had a very racist viewpoint towards Hip-Hop. I just left public school, where niggas would do EVERYTHING Jay-Z, DMX and Wu-Tang would say to do. But if I remember correctly, he showed up in the school just as Eminem debuted (slight hint).

I remember asking him to spit for me. I told him I make beats, and such was validated by the whole school calling me Piano Boy. What I remember most about his verse is, he didn't embellish into hustle or gun talk. He talked about his neighborhood, his gear (or lack thereof), his family... very grass roots lyricism. I was starting to take Rap/Hip-Hop serious, and having a partner like Pre really helped sharpen my sword. 

Iron sharpens iron, ya know?

In some respects, Preview is your favorite rapper. With that being the case, does one worship Preview? Even is he IS Eminem on TheIlluminatiDownLow, does your love for me transcend into worship for him?

As I stated in previous posts, aliens like to jack identities. Which is dangerous. If Simone Marshall is DEAD ASS Ms. Imelda Lati from my Catholic School years, I want no parts of this bitch. No matter how BAD she is in real life. If Sasheer Zamata is my first born daughter's mother, Tomorrow gon' have to wait until she hits 18 to meet me, because I have no words for her mother. No matter how AWESOME she is in real life.

Ya feel me?






Be yourself and stay yourself.
No one is a loser that way.






I'm outside!!!

Things aliens do.

I am in communication with aliens. It's easier to be so than to communicate with celebrities (though I'm learning they almost ho hand-in-hand). Still, there are things aliens do that annoy me. 

Like PRETEND to be close friends of mine that I already know.

Mind you, this entry is SEVERAL hours in the making. I almost didn't write it, because I know aliens are sensitive about our relationship/friendship.

But yeah. Aliens were either always close to me or they jacked the bodies of my loved one. I've noticed changes of this nature among MANY friends of mine. And many celebs give signs that I've been in communication with them.

I know who I speak to. And I know when it's you.

There's just so many to account.

To my close friends, hold on to who you are. Don't let anyone convince you to leave your body. The grass isn't greener on the other side, and you're likely a target hit. 

Seeing as how I only have a few FRIENDS, it would only make sense to a few of you.
Regardless, God is my friend. So is The Lord, and so is #TheSavior. Not Jesus.


#TheSavior is The Anti-Christ. 


feels good to know ya!




#beseated


FreshOffThePresses

SEGA, wya?!

If Sonic Movie 3 drops on Christmas, I may have some goodies for #depeopledem. This year is a very strict, song-a-month diet. The latest joi...