Fri 22 May 2009
honestly….I acknowledge that Charles Hamilton was greasy with his verses (insinuating that he slept with the girl or something…I didnt really understand their dynamic because she picked him up from the airport, right?)……but….in this situation, I give Charles credit, yes, I said, credit for not retaliating with physical violence after she punches him in the mouth.
PS: some folks, especially some overly-indignant women, aren’t reading with comprehension so let me re=clarify this:
“CH is no hero to me. He acts like a douche. But that said….I’m glad he didn’t punch back.”
Words are words. His were foul. Physical violence is another thing.
UPDATE: Thanks to my girl Karen Civil for reminding me where I knew that woman’s face! That is Mary J. Blige’s step-daughter Briana Latrise Issacs. She’s actually a talented photographer/artsy-type. Maybe she made a bit of a character mis-judgement with CH, but that’s a human-misstep that we all make at one time or another.
UPDATE 2: Eskay points out that Charles Hamilton has posted this very video on his own blog and says that Briana is his assistant. Hmm.
UPDATE 3: My twitter pal DirtySoufYankee sent over a link to Briana’s blog with all the posts tagged “Charles Hamilton” and there are some veiled and unveiled terms about her struggles with her “boss.” Even hinting that she and CH have a baby? I can’t keep up anymore.
UPDATE 4.1: DDotOmen sent over a special MissInfo.tv edit of his phoner with Briana Latrise. Thanks Ddot!
“…I’m still helping Charles with his career. That’s the craziest shit about our relationship, I decked him last night but we had breakfast this morning…I felt bad, I felt like the bitch. Like I was wrong for decking him….”
UPDATE 5: Wow….DirtySoufYankee compiled all of Briana’s posts about Charles Hamilton for a very vivid view of their relationship (well, her side of it anyway)….read the diary entries on the following page
Charles and Briana go on video to make up. Charles apologizes for putting out their personal biz. Briana apologizes for getting violent. And they see lovey dovey….wow, they make it seem so simple. Watch the video after the jump…
I guess with all that’s happened
So much to complain about,
There’s so much pain and doubt
I saw all the signs
I didn’t want to believe
That I had been deceived
I knew I needed out
But I was lost in the dark
Looking for a spark
I should have left him alone
Now I’m just pregnant and poor,
Homeless, hurt and more
He’s happy on his high horse, searching for his next “whore”.
To get on my knees
And pray to Jesus:
Help me please
This man is not worth my time
But maybe a rhyme
Just to free my mind
Of him and all his little lies
Lord he makes me sick
I see red when I look at him
Please help me calm down
I just want to kill him
How could he help me
Get into this mess
Then leave me here
Alone in distress
This is his baby too
So what I am to do
I can’t have him around
I don’t trust him
But I can’t do this one alone
I wish it was him
Sittin on a plane
Feeling nauseated and lost
Afraid and ashamed
But he just sits there at his computer
This isn’t fair
And I wish him no harm but
I hope he knows
That he will see karma
I did nothing but love
And attempt to help him
Even if there was love left
Fuck your philosophies, you’re still just fakin’
You know no real truths, cause you’re afraid to be naked
In the mirror, in public, like this you’ll never make itI will succeed, no matter how you try to spite me
I will go on, even if you don’t like me
I will be happy, happiest without your biting
I will not cry… Cause you’re not worth my crying
I apologize. I love you and I miss you so much. My life sucks. I swear I made nothing but wrong decisions putting everyone else before me. I want to start over but the real world doesn’t work like that. Please help me. I love you.
Everything you put your name on turns to shit…
You just a fairy ass delusional nigga,
Nobody but yo crazy ass get the verses you spit.
or Maritian… Whatever… Birth certificate’s American
Nobody likes you little nigga
They just waitin for you to flop again
They all laughin at you
Cause we know you’ll never win
Lame ass nigga, it’s you!
You the weakest link
Can’t get your shit together
But you swear it don’t stink.
Shoulda killed yourself then
Maybe then we’d be entertained
At least you’d have made the news
My nigg you should be ashamed
Got ya girl fightin ya battles
cause ya mouth bigger than your heart
Shoulda let them whoop ya ass
Maybe this is all my fault…
I shoulda paid attention to the signs
You wear pink every day and night,
Can’t even finish. Just know that I’m dead ass. You got me soooooo f*ed up.
I’m not even mad at you tho. Dead ass… I feel bad for you.
it’s a sad story… it really is.