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UrbNet Records 
Which is ran by Darryl Rodway
It was the first time I had my music out on the national level
Around that time I started doing my first

judged by 12 for embezzlement
Swear I'm being pushed to that point
End up like bones
Stuck in the joint
My eyes drift away as I'm writing this
Phone

Paranoia about my image
But is it how I'm seen by other people or just myself
I guess that's the question
Question of character
And what's mine
Is it just

first album I was sitting
on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy
woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would
like my fortune read

Rose to the top like a magic spell,
Like I sold ma soul,
So my album sell,
Only God I know 
Is the God of Job, and the God of Moses, the God of hope,

album
Love make it go platinum
Look at that passion, love
Buzz in the status Young T
Balling like magic, love
Now they wanna come get chose
All these

White North!||(Sung):|Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooooo!|Ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooo, ooooo!||(Spoken):|Beauty, eh?|Like magic, eh? It's

Fireside is blazing bright
We're caroling through the night
And this Christmas will be
A very special Christmas for me

Yeah, this album is dedicated

You wanna slap?
Ima make it happen
Ima pull up to the spot like the fucking captain
Pulling rabbits out my hat, you could call it magic
I'm not

to trip on
But now I step on made me tougher than teflon
I could cry all day long bout I ain't had shit
Really I was holding myself back from the magic
I

through the powder made by Donnell Rawlings
Or like Magic, Johnson chasing MJ through a hallway
Y'all wanna win no way, not even draw is okay
So listen, I

I'm
Patiently waiting on
That magic day when I'm
Up on my spaceship I
Press, press, press, press
Towards the goal
I ain't got (I ain't got)
I ain't got

I'm
Patiently waiting on
That magic day when I'm
Up on my spaceship I
Press, press, press, press
Towards the goal
I ain't got (I ain't got)
I ain't got

this up
If the label don't wanna I'mma do it by myself
'Cause the independent money prolly better for my health
Put the money where the mouth is, if you

And pantsuits owned by Hilary Rodham,
So just do me a favor
Take this album and blast it
And Understand you just been blessed With an instant classic
This is what

searching on the stories that they had been saying fabricated
They been saying magic made it
Beast mode has been activated
She attracted to my scent
Knowin'

beat was produced by Rob the Vikang

I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang

soda, finna pull me up a juice
Take the pack make it disappear we do magic, poof
If yo back get incinerated, we put it in the stu
Drink it up, like some

the jawn I'm telling you when this hits ten thousand, I'll drop the album"
"Ay we finna stream that jawn back to back"
"Say dat lemme uh lemme get back

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 -

trying to breathe
I speak with fiery speech
I am besieged by liars
Trying to be what I am
But I am unique
Maybe it's finally time that I leave
And find

impacting the passions we prouder
By actually acting like active attractions adapted
And seem to just scratch and scream louder
How you could be so fantastic

when I'm suddenly getting inspired it's like when I'm printing a fax comin' in
And album mode is like syncing the data by thinking of raps mumblin'

only one that be havin’
I was ballin’ they think that’s it’s Magic
Christian Diors I done had it
I gotta guitar stuff in my jacket
I pull one of these