Charles Hamilton - Tacos lyrics

Its 2: 03 in the morning
The vocal booth is pouring
Cause, I choke the tubes and stoke her loose
Pokin' moves
Just getting boners being the dude
Who storms with the truth
But boredom is my new form of being cool
Dude, Laura warned Myrtle that being
Steve is an issue and didn't believe it
Until the speech of being reason for
A missile being secretly misused
Heat seeking, my teeth grit cause peep this
I be on my peace shit
My war is with the belief less, gee whiz
I'm a G taking a wiz on the beat
Sacred and sweet the things I
Say when even speaking
Pervasive, persuasive
When leading to the basics
And reap what you lay in your acres
I get a heaping helping of Ether
And proceed to mouth the features of
People who needed help from being yooooo

Tacos tacos
Tacos tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, We about to get, Tacos
We about to get, and Gorditas

Ironically I have a Disney fan base
Which honestly appeals to my rotten teeth
Cause, I can face the monotony of being
A 50 or your man Drake
Cause gothic scenes still have not
Received a damn break
Lots of teens in this land face
What I conceive as standard hate
From now to supreme antiquated parenting
From obscene scenes standing in
Woman in mans place
Word to MTV, the planet must be sick of me
Parents that are strict reflect the planets
That wish to visit me
Or wish to get a visit from me, it's apparent
Granted I'm baffling you young
Gunners with bum hunger
I just know some stunners who wonder
If the suns number is one
I mean come on it sounds dumb
But I'm hotter than rettoh (Rita)
Hotter backwards, Now you gotta repeat it
God I'm retarded cause that's not how I said
It but now that I see it
Wow I'm a genius, I am loud but conceited
(C'mon)

Peter Pan with pot, leave the land and
Plot to heat the land I drop next
On with the hot test of songs
My guess is wrong
Who wants a contest with lungs
To see if pride gets it on with writing
Songs that are less than 5 seconds
(Charles Hamilton)
As soon as this dropped you got blessed
As soon as your hips rocked you
Got lured into the Vortex, stop
Hot stepped, like here comes the
Hear thunder?
The brainstorm Is clearly jumping
For the gear fumbler
I don't dress casual I dress radical
My sex is magical, and my stress is yes
That I know
I bet carrots grow when letting rabbit's flow
MF Bunny
The best dressed on the coast of Madagascar
Pass hard
This is a jaguar starved since last March
And acting mad harsh
Towards the Backyardigans
You cats rap half hearted
Is it the John Q inspiration or beyond
You to spit some great shit?

(Charles Hamilton, Charles Hamilton)

(Charles Hamilton)