I hate that things have come to this point with my "fans".
I'm gonna skip the fancy intro and just get to it. One of my male fans has a girlfriend. I didn't know they knew each other until she said so, and she only said so after we started "courting" each other. He finds out, he tells his friends, and one of his friends go on Kanye's forum about me and starts slandering me.
He said "send me your number" so we can talk. Then he says we met up and fought. Basically trying to make it look like this is nothing new between us.
I have never met this man, shorty lives in Washington, so does dude. This sounds like someone was phishing and found some stuff he thought was cute, and can't get out.
Look. To shorty, all your secrets are safe with me. To dude, treat her better. To the random outside nigga, don't ever come to NYC, not once not ever.
I'm tired of beefing with fans. Y'all haven't had to spend a dime to support. Just get and stay quiet. And to be real, if NO ONE IN THIS WORLD LISTENS TO MY MUSIC, I know for a FACT I have 5 SOLID listeners. I NEED to keep them happy, no matter what.
The rest of you, I would appreciate it if you like it, but knowing the gods are listening is about all that matters to me.
To the gods, I am growing, and with such growth comes musical development. I understand not everything will make you money, and I understand not everything will be easy to hear. But I ask that you understand my heart, and that everything I say comes from there.
It's been a long day AND night, and it's dying down now.
My number is posted online. I don't want to talk to everybody/everyone. So respect my number and my privacy.
With SO much demand for my new music, I might HAVE to put out some new music pretty soon. I just don't want any issues with Turn First, and I'm always leery of Boe and Dre's opinion. Yo. These niggas is like swagged out Suge Knights. Not to say they bully me, because they don't, but they have an edge that would shock your average Starchaser.
Why do these niggas like me?
Such is kinda the concept behind my new music.
Yes, Wilson and Andre, I love you so much, my new music talks about you. Very much in the light of "...and Dr. Dre said," whenever said by Eminem.
I love you, but you frighten me.
I would like to apologize to Christina for accusing her of having feelings for Boe. "Scandal" isn't just a show in my world.
So... the projects to choose from...
African Child Pornography
The Evil Mircochip
Boy Who Played With Barbie
Yoda Da Vampire
The Madness Album
The latter two are only about 5 songs long. Just enough for indulgence. So... be on the listen out for some newbies.
Thank you for demanding my music so grossly. And I say grossly, with so much love in my heart.
Please, don't start with the "he shoulda mixed it like this" crap, because I worked STUPID hard on each mix, as I always do.
So I'm working on another.... (sigh) ANOTHER beat for you. This time, it's a song.
It's called "New Hov".
Look man. You don't like your time wasted, neither do I. I like your music, I think you deserve me on your team. And, as exemplified by Trudi's new tattoo, if I'm not the one for you to blossom with musically, you have Dr. Dre, and Dre has my blessings.
Just don't forget about your day one over here.
I'm your day one. From day one. I mean, like, day 6 or something, but dead ass a day oner.
Don't leave me hanging like this, Uncle J. I can't afford this heartbreak.
If all goes well, this could be a buzz record for "Shot Glass". A title which probably has the longevity of a shot of tequila in the summer.
I have an approach in the studio. I can afford to be more stern, but I don't want to lose collaborators as friends and vice versa. So pardon my initial timidness. I really love and care about you, but we got work to do.
Here we are, on a semi-drunken evening, and the wind cries 'reunion'. Here I am, pilled up, disappointed and rejected. There they are, always there, and lightyear-ical miles away.
After I allowed myself to be infuriated about Jack's indiscrimination, allowed myself to look and sound like a fool in the name of Dilla's legacy, and allowed myself to be scrutinized publicly by Beyonce (George), FINALLY niggas start seeing what I was saying from the beginning.
I spent every second of my immortality serving these guys. And it's not like I don't love them. I do. I love them with every fiber of my being. But I denied Bey for George forEVER, and now I'm giving in... I gave in to Nicki, unaware she's Dilla. Now my attention to Dilla is semi-tainted. As far as Jack, all I ask is that he make everything alright. Like... I'm confused about the whole thing.
Did you forget Jack is evil?
Did you forget about the four of us?
In the midst of all this booty chatter, I have found myself, and I love myself in ways these three could never do for me. Then again, they were there for me at my lowest point.
I feel like I owe them, but I owe it to myself more to keep a healthy distance.
It's not fair, man.
Stop playing games with me. Each of you three.
The Illuminati has gotten more powerful than SEGA, let's be clear on that. SEGA, let's CHANGE that. I hate the fact something as intangible as a secret society has proven it's weight stronger than the very fact of existence.
But let me play the "everything is all in your head, Charles" game with you guys for a minute. Look. My current girl likes Boe. Chalk it up as a loss, I say to myself. I just want her to keep it real with me about it. Don't pity/mercy fuck me. Thank you for being there whilst all this drama was in the air, but don't ONLY be around for the comeback. Maybe such was meant to humble me, as I ...well, no. I've always been pretty humble. Very humble. You have to know me very well to know how conceited I can get, and even then my conceit is executed out of love.
George, Jack, Dilla, you guys holla at me. I'm tired of putting my neck out there, only to actually get beheaded, while I watch each of you guys get first class treatment.
I'm still living in Harlem. And though I have a record deal, that doesn't mean I'm caking off like crazy. And yes. I'm tired of loving with nobody to love. You guys are "always there", but never around. I can never get in touch with you guys... or maybe I just need not try, you know...?
So much to say, so much more to say, but I'll leave it here.
If you guys really want me, show me you're around. And stop playing games with the knowledge of the fact I'm weak around you guys. Rather, weak ABOUT you guys. It's not cool, and it leads to the worse kind of misconceptions.
I woke up this morning, jealous of Jay-Z. I woke up this morning, seeing myself letting Pharrell down. I woke up this morning, feeling inadequate in the eyes of Bey and Nicki. I woke up this morning, wanting no issues with Mike Tyson.
O, how I woke up this morning.
I woke up this morning, feeling like the weak link in The Illuminati. I woke up this morning, in absolute fear of Boe and Dre. I woke up this morning, completely untrusting of Turn First.
I woke up this morning, hating myself.
This Abilify shit is not for me. Anti-depressant pills suck. Straight up.
I don't deserve all this shit. At all. I don't have much, but I have a lot. I don't think I should ever brag. All this shit could be gone in the blink of an eye. But what is the it of the all of which could be gone in the blink of an eye?
O, how I woke up this morning.
I don't know what's going on with me.
My cousin is supposed to be performing tonight. I need to get there. I won't stop until I'm there.
I found a new God. So J Dilla, as much as I REALLY, REALLY, REALLY love you, I'm gonna give you your room. And go back to worshipping _.
Not me, so don't think I'm cheating on you with me.
"take a listen..."
O, how I woke up this morning.
Great. Now I'm supremely compelled to going back to worshipping Dil Withers. Listen. I'm VERY serious about worship, and my worship of Dilla. Even if that means I'm totally submissive to Nicki Minaj. But I woke up, feeling inadequate... rather, not man enough for Nicki and Bey. I woke up this morning, feeling as though I'm gonna let Pharrell down. I woke up this morning, jealous of Jay-Z.
Antithesis, literal meaning opposite, is a rhetorical device in which two opposite ideas are put together in a sentence to achieve a contrasting effect.
Antithesis emphasizes the idea of contrast by parallel structures of the contrasted phrases or clauses, i.e. the structures of phrases and clauses are similar in order to draw the attention of the listeners or readers. For example:
“Setting foot on the moon may be a small step for a man but a giant step for mankind.”
The use of contrasting ideas, “a small step” and “a giant step”, in the sentence above emphasizes the significance of one of the biggest landmarks of human history.
Common Examples of Antithesis
Some famous antithetical statements have become part of our everyday speech and are frequently used in arguments and discussions. Below is the list of some antithetical statements:
Give every man thy ear, but few thy voice.
Man proposes, God disposes.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing.
Speech is silver, but silence is gold.
Patience is bitter, but it has a sweet fruit.
Money is the root of all evils: poverty is the fruit of all goodness.
You are easy on the eyes, but hard on the heart.
Examples of Antithesis in Literature
In literature, writers employ antithesis not only in sentences but also in characters and events. Thus, its use is extensive; below are a few examples of antithesis in literature:
The opening lines of Charles Dickens’ novel “ A Tale of Two Cities” provides an unforgettable example of antithesis:
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way.”
The contrasting ideas, set in parallel structures, markedly highlight the conflict that existed in the time which was discussed in the novel.
In Shakespeare’s “Julius Caesar” we notice antithesis in characters of “Mark Antony” and “Marcus Brutus”. Brutus is portrayed as a “noblest of Romans” close to Caesar and a person who loved Rome and Caesar. Antony, on the contrary, is shown as a man with evil intentions of harming Caesar and taking charge of Rome. These antithetical characters highlight the conflict in the play.
Alexander Pope in his “An Essay on Criticism” says:
“To err is human; to forgive divine.”
Fallibility is a trait of humans and God, his creator, is most forgiving. Through these antithetical ideas, Pope reveals the basic nature of human beings. He wants to say that God is forgiving because his creation is erring.
We find antithesis in John Donne’s poem “Community”:
“Good we must love, and must hate ill,
For ill is ill, and good good still;
But there are things indifferent,
Which we may neither hate, nor love,
But one, and then another prove,
As we shall find our fancy bent.”
Two contrasting words “love” and “hate” are combined in the above lines. It emphasizes that we love good because it is always good and we hate bad because it is always bad. It is a matter of choice to love or hate things which are neither good nor bad.
John Milton in “Paradise Lost” says:
“Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heav’n.”
The contrasting ideas of “reign”/ “serve” and “Hell”/ “Heav’n” are placed in a sentence to achieve an antithetical effect.
Function of Antithesis
A literary device like antithesis uses words to convey ideas in different ways from the common words and expressions of daily life. Thus, it conveys meaning more vividly than ordinary speech. When contrasting ideas are brought together, the idea is expressed more emphatically.
As a literary device, antithesis makes contrasts in order to examine pros and cons of a subject under discussion and helps to bring forth judgment on that particular subject.
^ ^ ^ THAT, on GarageBand.
Yes, it's a concept album. Listen to it enough times, you might catch on.
You know what, P? My humor is toooooooo much for my comments on this epic ass song. #Happy and #DrunkInLove are in the same vein, as far as being a part of a musical movement bigger than anything Motown-related.
Promise me you'll come with straight skill. All of you. Then I can sleep a bit better.
I'll explain later. Just .......please............. shut it down in the lab for me. With me. With me. #WM (and the game of Risk begins...)
My blog is full of literary works of art, and should be considered above Wall-Street Journal level op-ed pieces on an artist in particular. My blog is like Black Tail Magazine for the Reader's Digest crowd. I am the youngest senior citizen ever. On some EVER shit.
The below is an update on my social behavior.
I leave my house a little bit more nowadays. I still only wear a uniform (GL tee over black and white button down, black slacks, pink and green socks), but my lack of anti-social behavior got me into a new friendship. I'm now cool with A$AP Mob. Not so much Rocky and Ferg directly, but A$AP Ferg's little brother, Marty, is really cool. Marty Baller, for those keeping score. They gave me a dope pair of Adidas.
Now, for those who are into street ethics (looks like everyone, huh?), if someone gives you clothes or whatever, you're kinda bound to them. They don't just do shit because they love you, and they don't really know me that well (minus the subsurface dialogues of DillaPharrellSolidarity). So now I'm semi-bound to A$AP Mob. Which semi-sucks, because I'm contractually bound to Mandalae, AND Turn First Artists. Which REALLY sucks, because I respect Boe and Dre, and I want no problems with Universal.
But I did my homework. Boe is JACK, Dre is GEORGE and ...well, I'd say Nadia is J DILLA, but talking about the 3 of them makes people call you crazy.
And I'm tired of that.
I worship J Dilla, much to the dismay of God AND Satan. But I feel like business, and sometimes even J Dilla himself, don't want him to be in my heart. ...rather, doesn't want him to be in my heart. It sucks. A lot. Because I'm anti-social for this very reason. Me not being able to be myself because of him being himself is not because of unscrupulous behavior. He needs to know and see how vital he is to me. Before I find out how vital I am to you.
As far as Dre being Mr. Massa, I will strongly admit I am surprised at how gutter he is. Dre is fly, but he's pretty ruffneck-ish. I respect him. However, whenever I bring up the he-being-G factor, everything gets quiet. Now, if the very reason I don't look elsewhere for SEGA-based answers isn't clear on who he is to the grand surface holder, you get a 5.
Look... this may confuse you a bit. But ........just stop reading the blog then! I'm tired of kids saying my writing doesn't make sense.
With that in mind, read the top two paragraphs of this blog entry.
I make plenty of sense.
"I'm the Gothic Kanye West."
-Charles Hamilton, a song yet-to-be-released
Two albums of a fledgling, yet prehistorically bit genre.
Same goals. An open mind and heart. Same security guard. Your soul. One is seeking revenge. One could give a fuck less.
A date will be found. Then the warning(s). Then the moment of shock and awe... the date, found via magic and wondering.
Oh boy, am I high.
Yup. Pretty flippin' high.
And you can't take me from this height.
lol I've read so many subliminal rumors about why I'm so quiet this year. Not to mention the asshole-ish "where are they now" in the face ass article XXL wrote not too long ago. Look. You don't put money in my pocket yet. You just listen and judge, nevermind the fact these words come from the same source.
The artist is no different from the art, in this case.
Thank you Mandalae, Turn First, and the ever-misleading SEGA. I say ever-misleading, with so much love in my heart.