The King Charles Era

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

King Charles Hamilton! King Charles the Hamilton!

Suspended by gravity.

 I just want to free write right now. 

I haven't been writing a lot, because I didn't want to narrate free will. The answers are in front of you, the good, bad and ugly are revealed, consequences are known. For their protection, I will limit the talk about George, Dilla and Jack. Just know that I support them from the beginning, despite treason and disappointment. It's hard to withdraw support from people you really care about.

I spoke with Sha-leik today. He might be someone I speak to more often. I have to introduce him to my world of music. He knows of it and is in it, but he isn't clear as to who he is and his impact on my music. I can appreciate his point of view. Gotta put my ego to the side. 

My ego just so happens to be my resume.

I have a new uniform.



The more I have to say is actually the life that's left for me to live.

And I have more to say.









Out!


Cold turkey.

Talking about Eminem is a trigger for me. I know I'm not wrong (speaking in the metaphysical sense; as it is called "metaphorical"), and he's riding with me... I just don't want to jeopardize anything he's got going on.

His mysogyny comes from being the unfortunate daughter of John and Mary Nintendo, Rihannon (Fleetwood Mac). Whatever he had to work out/work on, he did it with Dr. Dre (another case of "should I talk about this?). The key to the whole thing is, women hate women, and aliens can morph. Transmorph. Morphing is not to be confused with mutate, which is what one does after a homosexual act. Either gender. Em is VERY famous, so him having to cross the line and contradict his homophobic lyrics of the past is very possible. I don't hate him for it. I can't blame my reservation about homosexuality on him (that's what Dre is for). 

Still, Eminem is Robyn S. ("Show Me Love"), Rihanna, and (my cousin!!!) MC Lyte: fighters for girl power and fierce competitors. Even if they don't know, they know now. Eminem is the catty side of these ladies, with his threats of violence and rape.

I want no harm for Em/Rih or Jay/Madonna. Don't cut back on their opportunities because of my supernatural ties with them. 





miss you, cuz.




Out!

The 24-Hour Jay-Z Binge

 As I stated on Twitter, he is the pre-Eminem GOAT. No one did what Jay was doing before '99. Everyone was trying to be 2Pac. Jay was original, though very street. Classy, but nasty. Over time, he grew. It became less about the street hustle and more about progression. In modern times, he's about spirituality and family.

This, as I tastefully disregard the real meaning of his music.

Check it.

Jay-Z is Mary Nintendo. Mary Nintendo is a battered wife. Jay is on a war path. Anyone in his way gets destroyed. Yet He is very devoted to the ones he loves.

Your best bet is to hope for Jay's love. It is in your best interest to love Jay no matter what dirty tricks he pulls.


Since my arrival in the mainstream, I can point out a few times where Jay showed he was influenced by me. Even a bit before. You gotta remember, Jay-Z is my Uncle Jeff (happy birthday, Uncle George!). I am intimidated by him, not because of his money, but because he is a dangerous man. VERY bold. Very cunning. Him not being on your side is bad for you. I'm glad we've come to terms with each other. I might be a bit too different for his liking, but I believe he loves me.

My favorite Jay-Z song is between "You Must Love Me" and "Threats" (9th!).



I think Jay is torn between his royal life as a man and his loyal life as a woman. I pray for him, but I think he's strong enough on his own. Then again, who am I to deny someone of prayer?


We'll be in touch, Uncle Jigga.





Or Dad.





Out!


Your Buddy Goes 0fficial lyrics

(verse 1)
I need a little patience. Stay by my side, while I'm making a rhyme. I can make you stay beside. "Aim with a .9!" Universe. Like a record label. I respect the fables. Y'all don't expect me to be able to come through and see if there's a lady who could take me away from the day-to-day of being Cain and Abel (to me). You know his name. Dean Cane. The Superman, trying to fly. Save the dame. Do what you can. I'm beside me. Because I'ma stay in my lane. Ladies man like Phelps. Still swimming in it like Mike. Mic getting drowned. I'm living in the sight. Sight is lightning. Lightning striking, right now. Ungh.

(hook)
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
No secret, everybody knows!

Yeah, we fucked. Bitch, "So what?"

(verse 2)
If I was rockin' chains instead of droppin' flames, you would consider me one of the hottest names. But to be one of the hottest names, you gotta drop the flame in order to cop the chain. Ridiculous how I stop the frame of mind of MCs trying to change my mind and go against me. Do something stupid. #SweetScience, meet someone's fluid. I'm going in. Scuba. Like Steve. Read. You a loser. I see me. Umbrella. The uvula getting twisted. Um, tell 'em you're used to this little scripture. Like I got a book. And a chapter of which I hit a wish with. Cast a spell. Magic swells. Shake that ass, ya little Belle!

(hook)
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
No secret, everybody knows!

Yeah, we fucked. Bitch, "So what?"

(verse 3)
Judgement is without mercy to the people who hurt me. My triumph is more than a title. I get on top of the ladder, and see if everybody's my idol. That means I show so much love. You gotta show that shit back. Or, show up in the room and throw that shit back. Some kind of magic like Raven~Symone. Everybody like to play with my dome lately... is it because I'm dangerous and known? Or I roam around town like an aimless gnome? My name's known. Name getting razor blade-ed like a scooter. Far from the loser that made me the scuba. Goin' in. 2-3-1 like Napoleon. Add it up. 6. That shit. Magic. Got you mad enough? Fuck it!

(hook)
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
Don't get me wrong, I love these hoes!
No secret, everybody knows!

Yeah, we fucked. Bitch, "So what?"





Affirmative Action
Out as soon as I can find some album artwork.




Out!

Still at the crossroad.

 God told me to expose The Illuminati (gay sex acts initiating and targeting young Black men). As a token of my appreciation, I offer a condemnation of The Church of Scientology.

Don't join The Church of Scientology. It is a perversion of The (True) Gospel and only leads to you being emptied. Emotionally and physically, not to mention financially.

Down with Dianetics! It is the study of the substance of what makes you special. VERY invasive, and is the leading cause of conspiracies such as COVID and AIDS.

Heed my warning.







Out!

Crossroad Puzzle

 Once again, here I am. I am at a place in my creative lifespan where I can either run to God or dive deeper into magick. Well, let's see. Lately I've been rhyming with The Bible as my physical inspiration. Like, I read Bible verses and freestyle at the same time. The 2 key scriptures are Acts 9 and Psalm 78. You'll hear it more on Hypergoth!. 

The thing is, the verses I spit are dark.

I have been doing the same thing with Tarot cards (shouts to Ben Jayne and Baddie/Tanea). That can be heard over most of The 9th Overdose. 

Those verses are full of light.

I don't have to doubt whether God is real. I know God is real. He acts like a man and thinks like a woman. But He is so mighty (and gentle) that I may want to serve him.

Very confused at this point.



Peep the glow and the mic.





Out!


Amazing bitches

 Life is an amazing bitch. You have to love her to death. When you don’t, you find happiness. When you do, you stop living.

I feel this bitch in my life. I would die without her. She knows it. But when I give in, I end up submitting my freedom.

Music is an escalator from Hell to Heaven for me right now. I am confident in Hypergoth!, Cold Out My Eye is a success, my Apollo Brown/9th tapes are pumping (Columbine GANG!), and I have a hidden nuke with Affirmative Action. 

These successes (and more) leave room for love. 

I checked in with family, my (few) friends are okay…

Leaving my heart open.

Where are ya, Bebe?






Out!

FreshOffThePresses

*Xarles* on Live @ 12

^ ^ ^ Xarles is the abducted-by-Xenomorphs version of King Charles. Can/will he return? Find out next week! #beseated