Closing Time official lyrics

Check me out. I'm the only raw MC of the 21st century. If you ill, you not human. If I find you ill (rather)...

Charles Hamilton.

I keep it raw like I like infections. Teabow. I like interceptions. And this mic is intercepting the lifeless direction of being the nicest and still being rude. Still being crude, but that's a kind of oil. Tell that other C not to soil her diaper. That'll douse my fire. No Dhalsim. Gettin' screamed at by Mariah? Nigga, I'm higher! ...than any level you could possibly reach. You gotta be next to me. With the cockiest speech. And that last sentence is describing me. And THAT last sentence is followed by honestly. God damnit! Honest Tea?! Charles Eddie-(and the honest in me is saying Eddie means honest; so, I) honestly go HAM on every God damned beat! "GET OUT!" And that's what "GET OUT!" the mic said "GET OUT OF HERE!" But I'm not a queer! So "GET OUT!" I said to it. "GET OUT!" And it exited! "GET OUT OF HERE!" You don't see no fuckin' doubt in here! "GET OUT!" Why? "GET OUT!" You tryna say "GET OUT OF HERE!" to a nigga who's fly? Well, "GET OUT!" Back out... "GET OUT!" Back out... "GET OUT OF HERE" Back outside here' s the guy with the vibe!

Y'all niggas asking for a cover. Fuck outta here! I ain't a Chippendale lover! Shit! I look like Drizzy?! No! I'm busy! And when it comes to snow, I'm far from gettin' grizzly! I mean, FAR from drizzling. Y'all niggas on my "90's" slang; pizzling. But that's 90s + 4 + what-the-fuck-year-were-you-in-when-I-said-what-the-fuck-for,-must-I-quote-it?! MLA! Look at the number, then tell me (at the bottom of the page) I have the deadliest way of expressing my thoughts in a day. I wake up and I'm all the rage. David Cassidy. Come and battle me. I'm laughin be(y)cause, half of these rappers don't even rap. They have a B/Bey in 'em. And they fuckin nest? Surrounded with venom. From what I be spittin' to 'em. And it ends up leaking (-Leik-ing). And going in 'em. Like, "Lionell was mixing my shit and said, 'Yo, end 'em'!'" Now. I must befriend him. Then, go to the beginning and sin with him. Genesis. Holy shit! It's the kid with his Tennises. And the S is for shoes. Who's messing with who. "GET OUT!" Yo. "GET OUT!" 'Cause you faster! "GET OUT OF HERE!" You fuckin' bastard! You loud ass queer! But that means Sonic. Did I say... "GET OUT OF HERE!"? You wouldn't believe me anyway. So hit the highway. You fuckin' Toni's. Keep actin'. Rappin. Jamie Foxx is the captain of this fuckin' hotel. Talk shit about me? I'ma go Sowell. 

Later. 

Out the par with it.

Charles Hamilton.

Catholic Illuminati.

Damn it, I'm DARK with it.

-so mote it be