The Mages Guild (feat. Caysen Skies)

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Suddenly I'm falling
I'm falling upright
I was falling and twisting
I'm falling upright

Where's the wizard
Nick
Merlin

Slow twist, head over feet
I put a hex on your whole family, bitch
Reaching out increasing in speed
Mouth open wide, but you don't know how

Don't play
One Take

I've been through hell and back, but I keep it under wraps
And everyone asks where Nicholas was at
I be in the dungeon in a panic, sorting my enchantments
Sorry if I'm frantic, they just threw me in a spiral
Keep the lights on and keep dancing
Keep dancing
This one breath may be your final
They surfing on my wave, it has a title
Life of Merlin
What I'm living, making magic in the forest
Worshipping my idols
You boys just trying to get by, though
Make an impact, cause a storm
Now they riding a cyclone
Tootin my own horn
They try to take it like a rhino
It's sad that you trying
We watching people slowly dying

I try to be open-minded, but peep the science
Put the gold in the chest and hide it where you won't find it
On an island full of cannibals and pirates and spice men
Selling sage on a journey from China to Oregon
I've seen all eight seas
And talked to every god personally
With lyrics like a dragon head, I'm handing out third degrees
Pen so sharp, I keep a pencil with the cutlery
Outcast wizard, but Hermione wanna f*ck with me
Duck the scene, f*ck the queen
Clap the cheeks and I'm the king
Grab the sword, the cuts are clean
But I ain't even lose no sleep
Grab your bitch and count some sheep
Play with her tits and leave
Flip a pound of wheat
We do this shit every week
Can't tell if it's getting old
The city is sick of me
I'm doing my own thing
I stay in my own lane
Better hop on board or be a lame
Watch me burn out in a spectacular ball of flame
Yeah

Yeah
Yeah
One take
Ah

Burn out in a ball of flame
Keep the lights on and keep dancing
Keep dancing
Dancing

Keep the lights on and keep dancing
Keep the lights on and keep dancing

You might need something more than magic to appeal to these bastards
Standards they got them all backwards
Selling they soul and they masters
Just for a taste of notoriety
Got me wanting to pour this potion higher than high society
Talking coats and Ivy League
In a parking lot overdosing on dope verses
Who's Jesus
Every studio I walk in with a church's
Who bleeding
The words they wrote on page and make them feel it
I'm best friend with my vices
I'm writing songs with my demons
My left hand on the rifle
My eyes taped to the ceiling
Pondering what I can do today to help me make a killing
The media like to separate, divide us into millions
We more the same except you can't spit flame like I did it
True shit

When the first seal is broken, out comes a man on a white horse
Wielding a bow and wearing a crown
This is the embodiment of conquest
The first of the four horsemen of the apocalypse

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