Earvin Magic Johnson
Nas
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On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in Shout to Rae and Ghost Can it be all so simple? One of my favorite quotes From 42nd Street, days of pimps wearing suede loafs That McDonalds is still there where we had to trade blows Then I stood on stages, Australia on occasion Country Club, House of Blues, stadium status, hands wavin' Hip-Hop 50 celebration, funny we the same age and We just keep on getting iller, word to Heavy, word to Dilla Word to Hev, word to Dilla Milk D, I'm top billin', cooked in soul, grandma's skillet And they rearrange my quotes, try to make me out the villain Have you jammed up like what you spread on toast Here's a dose of that interesting poetry others wishing they wrote We don't smell y'all smoke, you should try a different approach Word to Hev, word to Dilla Overweight pockets for my niggas 'til the scales tippin', get it? On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in (Only built for Cuban links) I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in (Only built for Cuban links) I can't trust you built for none of this unless we tied in Family ties, squad ties, money ties Suit and ties, shoes tied, ready to ride, choose a side Thought I told you all the time that we was surfin' And you know I'm down for my niggas, free C-Murder F*ck the chat, you know that I'm 'bout my mathematics When you run up mad numbers, yeah, that's when they get the maddest Acrobatics with the alphabets, I gave out Pateks And I gave out Rollies and new Ranges to the baddest Plus I wear the scars from the streets, ducking the mark of the beast I know some brothers doin' life, they say, "Nas talkin' for me" My brother Will for real, he used to thug the thugs I'm throwin' George Washingtons 'cause we them ones, uh Word to Hev, word to Dilla Rest up, half a million on an island all alone, I still ball Me and Wilson put up forty on the board At the Forum like I'm Magic and Kareem on the floor Pat Riley on the bench callin' plays, I just score (I just score, I just score) Callin' plays, we just score (I just score, yeah) Word to Hev, word to Dilla Milk D, I'm top billin', cooked in soul, grandma's skillet, get it? On my Earvin Magic Johnson, I'm enterprising I keep it ghetto like the hood before they gentrified it I might burn this bitch down, Left Eye, Andre Rison I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in (Only built for Cuban links) I can't trust you built for cuban links unless we tied in (Only built for Cuban links) I can't trust you built for none of this unless we tied in
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Written by: Nasir Jones, Chauncey Hollis Jr.
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