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falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

ink all over the ground like it's Splatoon
But don't ask me where the album is, I'm procrastinating
Couldn't live through that if magic made it
Doesn't

OK you ready
Are you ready for this
Are you ready for this
Monica Faricy everybody
Welcome to the album
We're here to welcome you into this space

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it’s long gone and that magic’s not here no more
And I might be ok

fallin' down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and
That magic's not here no more
And I might be

paid by the coal, and how the fuck am I still rapping when
the last check was $20 for 2 albums, 20 songs in 2 hours

Independent, ain't what it seem I

Beyonce had the best album of all time
We running on stage, snatching awards
Like 30 deep Wu-Tang shit, we even got swords
Cats is old school, we fire with

milestones and platforms
Taking sneak disses at the kid
Like it ain’t bad for them 
Ask me bout the album
Yeah you know I got the slaps for them
Give me any

magic's not here no more
And I might be okay, but I'm not fine at all
Oh, oh, oh

[Chorus]
'Causе there we arе again on that little town street
You almost

but they still try
Think they mold but they not built like you and I
Album mode gotta go gotta grind
Race to the top against the clock gotta climb
Get

this life's what I was made for
Numb my pain by the pound smell The aroma taste the flavor
Tuck ya chains when I'm around or my niggas finna take em

falling down like pieces into place
And I can picture it after all these days
And I know it's long gone and that magic's not here no more
And I might be

a lil Vendetta
Then bring out
The heavy metel
Pull up on that trigger
Like I'm pulling on
These hoes
After magic city
Nigga anything goes
So impateint

magic
It's my passion
Ugh
All these lyrics
Are from my spirit
You can feel it
Cuz I spit the illest
Real niggas
Well
They known to vibe with the realest

tampons
Into my ears, just only not to
Hear all these wack-ass albums, brought to
The industry by ‘em dumb skinny and tattooed
Freaks, their raps -

paparazzi cameras be flashing
Imagine, your boy basking in fireworks lanterns
Organic magic fashioned in alligator leather
Clad in black, silk dress shirt,

Papa and Mama met, all for y'all to see magic 
You got to see more when you look at it
I'm finding me everyday till I'm good at it
I tell myself before