Charles Hamilton - Delusions of Grandeur lyrics

There we go

Riding in a whip no tints
Hand out the window
Bimbo shit my MO is giving
Out a demo to niggas
Hoping that it figures that a memo is a
Demo niggas didn't know that I
Been dope john Nintendo
Staying focused but a limo rolls up with
The with the grim reaper in the back of it
Laughing and shit having his wit and his
Thick chick rapping along, rapping a
Song you want to hear the lyrics
Don't you? You're not focused
I hope you don't end up dying in the process
Trying to get knowledge

I open my eyes and I see your face
Delusions of grandeur
Because you look like the sun
And you feel like the rain

Putting my Weezer in my
Hash pipe, That's right, getting mad
High last night was such a blur, fucked up
And it occurred to me that I need surgery to
Remove the lust that I
Murdered in the heat of the
Moment she was golden
She already knows it she wants
To get low with me
She on the dance floor and her body movement
Is poetry so is the flow
I speak hopefully you
Notice me in a lineup when the cops
Try to size up i am that guy grabbing on
My nuts that fly having a fly touch but
Flight is only a touch to my dust who can
Freeze you as soon as he needs you

I open my eyes and I see your face
Delusions of grandeur
Because you look like the sun
And you feel like the rain

With every pull of the J, I look
It away in a Brooklyn day
Which is nighttime i may have to look away at
A life of crime to stay alive for my
Bride who resides in the same
Place I would hide in
Hidden beside the very fact that
This is a grand rhythm brand new, it
Can't stand you too unless you nodding
An extra problem got a blessed person nodding

I open my eyes and I see your face
Delusions of grandeur
Because you look like the sun
And you feel like the rain

The name of this project is Fear The Reaper
I want you to fear what you can kill
I want you to fear what is real
And I want you to feel what you can feel
With that said, feel me on this