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Wakanda I claim that proudly

Misguided niggas
Fuck up the city
Wave rider so that mean
I'm a fuck up the city
By fuck it up
I mean I'm a
Build up the city

Such a pleasure to come home
Cuz I...I have a very special love for this city

Well all right, well okay [x3]
Well all right [x3]

I wanted to make

with color
Heart pounding, adrenaline rush, no time for any other

[Verse 2]
Traffic rushing by, the sirens pierce the air
People passing like shadows,

A town 
Yea hoe
Hold it down 
For your town

Now who it be
That Jacktown representer
L town, to Mac town 
All the way to magic city
A
I fuck with trap

be litty just like magic city
On the hunt gotta find another pair of titties
Imma get her to the Greek you can call me Diddy

I might just catch

Vs 1:
Let's go back to that corner
In a little Iowa City
You'd probably just call nowhere
cvoidin' lonely nights by paintin' with loners
I'm chasin'

way, two-faced

Drive-throughs, drive-bys
Low wage and high-rise
And low tides, and barbed wire, and hill fires
It's all wild when everything you see is

Say Down

Gucci Mane

Murder Was the Case

2009

O's I made the bank teller pass out

My trap house floors lookin like a Magic City Monday
But ain't no singles, it's just big head hundreds
My car's

The work, it do magic like Criss Angel
(Voilà)
I'm selling more chickens than Bojangles
We shoot the chopper from your
Head to your ankle
So many

From a city of big dreams
Don't make cents so 
I'm chasing the cream

2 sisters 1 brother had to share 
The same mattress
Had to hustle & motivate 
Take

to this
On my last two like a cyclist
Can't fight the gift
The mic will glitch
Even if I never make it out this bitch
Overload the servers blow microchips

windows down in a beat up crew cab, Silveradios
There must be some kind of magic in that old two-tone, no, I ain't lying
I just kick it in drive and feel

track jackets, and the hats match it
Glock 40 this is black magic
Equipped with black talons
Heavy metal this is Black Sabbath
Just the devil, convicted

slidin' by my V cut
Rich and Link, red minks, Bentleys, old beamers, two heaters, nigga

If I'm breaking bread with you, you my friend (you my friend)

What you want me to do?
Well the blue one came out, then
The red one came out, now I gotta get two
And my watch ain't got no manners
The shit's just rude

in
Magic City, that my playground, yeah, I'm
Blowin' loud but I'm low-key
I'm in the zone like a two-three

I treat each night like a movie
The cameras

one 
Grabbed her by the 
Top of sum wholesome 
Ass like goosebumps 
When the cold come 
It come out 
They tried to say 
My luck done run out 
Two

have been outwitting my family
But now, it's time for me to give it a shot
Little pig, little pig, let me in
Napped by the hair, caught my

The Big Payback

EPMD

Rapmasters: From Tha Priority Vaults, Vol. 2

1996

You know what I'm sayin?
So what's the magic word?

Open Sesame, and let down the main gate
Before you scream EPMD, you should wait
I roll with a posse,

São Paulo, Singapore, Amsterdam, Jakarta, Karachi, Istanbul, Tokyo
All of the cities of the world come together as one and enjoy the night
We are

Now I be the shit
So they on me like two girls one cup
Talk, then they pull up Cheddar Bobby with they guns stuck
Never should've done shit
Ridin off

get upset
Then we end up right back in that bed
She get loud and she gon' beg

I place my hand over my chest
I'm for that bag, uh I want it all
Magic

get upset
Then we end up right back in that bed
She get loud and she gon' beg
I place my hand over my chest
I'm for that bag, uh I want it all
Magic

promise imma quit by
The end of the blunt or end of the month
cin't really pressed cause ii been bless with the punt 
To kick bad habits 
c disappearing act