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It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only work for those who do believe in them
Black magic, it's black magic, do you believe
Ordained by law to train the poor
I'll make sure that there ain't gonna be no more
It's a treachery hidden up the sleeves of men
Magic will only
sh- back 'cause they suck
It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it, we're in the car right now
Wait, here comes my favorite
your Bronco hat, you can have that shit back 'cause they suck
It's just me, you and the music now, Slim
I hope you hear it, we're in the car right
like in the mirror when you home
More than the city I want the whole wild world
Don't slim down I love ya hips wide girl
Do that dance soon as this song
happened so quickly, so quick, by surprise
Right there in front of everyone's eyes
Greatest magic trick ever under the sun
Perfectly executed, skillfully
genius that's not from "Arkham"
But if they are coming for me
To partake in this com-Bat Man
To start fights then on any dark night
Then I got them!
Shame boy
Shades
Shades
Shades
Shades
Shades
Tall, slim, short, fat
In between and all of that (Shades)
Tall, slim, short, fat
In between and all of that
And wait in the parkin' lot for waitresses off the clock
When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go
And wait in the parkin' lot for waitresses off the clock
When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog
Drag 'em in the woods and go
is that Moe it it
It look like a
Itlook like a nigga
He on a Magic Carpet
Damn
(Look, what's in the sky when you walk by)
(Look, what's in the sky when
the only class he'll pass is phys ed
May be true, till I told this bitch in gym class
That she was too fat to swim laps, she needed Slim Fast (who me?)
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
You took my attention away so hard now I just can't focus
Jet black hair and your dark brown skin, everything so golden
Slim or big, really don't
magic on his tires
Crushed out stoned
Plushed out homes
Cellular phones
And concerts in the Superdome
Now I can pump my beamer and play tha navigator
inch momos black magic on his tires
Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, cellular phones
And concerts in the Superdome
Now I can pump my Beamer
Juggalo Nation
Juggalos-4 life dot com
Dot com (Psychopathic)
Dark Carnival Coffee House in Seattle (What the..)
D-C-J-S Juggalos dot com
Sik Clown's
I'm in hell surrounded by demons
They mistreat me, I can't anymore
I want to kill myself, I want to cut myself
My blood boils, satan laughs
get lit
Is you trynna fuck that’s the question
Bitches kissing bitches in my section
Shake that thang on me trynna get my attention
Slim thick ass fat
Pull up on you bumping new RecoHavoc
Pussy don’t want no static
Call the homies, they gone leave you in plastic
Don’t do the dash bitch
We making magic
Juggalo Nation
Juggalos-4 life dot com
Dot com (Psychopathic)
Dark Carnival Coffee House in Seattle (What the..)
D-C-J-S Juggalos dot com
Sik Clown's
doin' mad shit
In the pot with the yolo doin' back flips
Gotta TT the block and OT the magic
I gotta have it, must be habits, rusty, bangin'
Country
and Things
Georgia Juggalos Network Hotline
Futuramo
Magic Ninjas Bowling Team
Insane Clown House dot com
Juggalo Pizza at Rhode Island
Dark Carnival dot com
[Verse One]
Seconds after I have been swept off my feet
Open through the doors and in steps the beat
Complete with medical packs and four fours
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