Lyrics:
braggin
How I tortured them faggots and stabbed them with rip the jacker daggers
Slay dragons with old passages from black magic manuscripts
I found in
they
Supported me, they pushed me
They didn't set me up to be inside
Of a box weston main thing
That makes magic magic - the fact
That no one believes
for summer nights
Boy meets girl
They might drive in modern love
Can we really find
Love, The magic place we dream of
Super magic robots set
Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet?
The a roundest one left
Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet?
Flow like a trumpet
Aye yo, who's the most explosive one yet?
The a roundest one left
Who flows express to them rhythm drum set ain't done yet?
Flow like a trumpet
Magic
Only thing that could fix us and I can't,
Imagine
Out my mind thinking you could change
Sadly
We couldn't manage
Gaslighting habits
Made me
you're modern day Houdini
Living
Life inside a straight-jacket
Can't seem to get, out of this
Mess you're trapped in
But when you do
They'll call it magic
to the editor
To discredit my competitors
With predator rhetoric, using
Senators as metaphors.
Hit or miss
In a drive by
Cuz this magic trick
Got stuck in traffic
fuckin' set
Bitch we jump up, bitch we jump up, we gotta have it
Gotta get it, we gotta get it, we gonna take it
Bitch we jump, say bitch we jump, we
There goes the magic man
Alluring, ensuring
The thoughts are in his hand
Aggressive, obsessive
A flock of modern lamb
Had found him, surround him
as magic
Abracadabra, the trafficker blacker than Africa
Can you imagine a nigga flipping bread for the blood?
Money like Dracula, hand him some spatula,
I pretended I had a pager/ I got the mood of a badger/ I’ll set fire to any random person n call em a flamer/ I’m throwin blood on people as a modern
I'm the Magic 1. I must be T-MAC
They thought I was done, but I just relapsed
Goin' O.D
Goin' O.D
I can't be humble 'cause I earned this
Learning
Running from the cops cause I ain't trynna die
I just got set up that ain't no lie
I just dumped my old ho made that bitch cry
I got me a new ho she
tracks go off in this direction"
"It's the metal!" without a doubt
Yo, FACECZAR
Yo, I'm a modern day Gil Scott-Heron
Headin' down Fury Road with Charlize
go off in this direction
It's the metal!
Yo
I'm a modern day Gil Scott-Heron
Headin' down Fury Road with Charlize Theron
No question
Oj
bullshit like the modern matador
I ridicule
Fathom ‘em all
Fuck the soul
Erect a hoe
Let em know ‘cause he’s Thee
Men-fuck
possessed to skate!
Skating takes him up in height
He's a pilot on a modern flight
See him flying through the air
If he don't land then he don't care
CHORUS
Following the clues
On this modern-day quest
A new way of putting our faith to the test
Following my heart to find a part in this epic play of life
a face to match
I said this is one girl
That I got to catch
You might be the one
Who can set me free
So lets work it out
Work your magic on me
some work in the hood, what's the latest and
We rock foreign cars, spaceships, modern tanks
Trailer load,, lotta thanks, Shabba Ranks
Ed Moffa gang,
on the deck
In snow that froze and fell down on the modern set
It looked as if I picked your name out of a hat
Next thing you know you are asleep in
rolls off a lung til it's done
Ready set kept it
He thefted a post-it
Later applied the motives to a moment of some grown shit
"Hey, you with
else's
Learning experience
Some rich kid's way to spend his allowance
I want magic in my real world
Some modern voodoo to make it work
Voodoo to make it
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