Lyrics:
tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
Now come on down to the magic city
And they say it's real tragic, yeen fuckin' with it
First off nigga, I'ma start by sayin'
is that Moe it it
It look like a
Itlook like a nigga
He on a Magic Carpet
Damn
(Look, what's in the sky when you walk by)
(Look, what's in the sky when
nights while I be layin' in a mattress
'Fore I pass out, lemme take in all that magic
All that magic, oh yeah
Off my back, I get lit
Got the club locked
everybody should throw out his part
of hitler out of his soul, then?
John: yes, yes, we all have it in us.
In a way, we're saying we want peace and we're
will all be gathered up
A stark warning strike down the lanisters
The age of hellraiser everybody gets a needle head
Mark of the beast the chips growing
[Don Magin Juan]
Bo$$ Playa. Bo$$ Playa.
Big Snoop Dogg is a Bo$$ Playa.
This is the arch bishop Don Magic Juan
Skin and Game, yea
[Chorus]
across seas on glaciers
Four shotguns that got fucked by Geisha
Still gracious, still able to twist out darts
Just grew tougher skin from swimming with
Who am I for
Never see them knocking down my door
Apparently ghosted by those who I was vouching for
Allegedly gloated but now the wolves are out in
a small price for the crowds to enter
(The parties would be packed inside and out)
To see who was best at rockin the house
(It's all in Mr. Magic
was laid
By the yellow man
We pledge allegiance
All our lives
To the magic colors
Red, blue and white
But we all must be given
The liberty that
ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock it, don't stop it, gotta rock
featuring Snoop Dogg Fiend
[Snoop Dogg]
Yo Fiend Magic check this out.
This Snoop Dogg.
I got a problem with this nigga down
too much
We had to keep em' all sedated
Now the girls love me like
Everybody loves Raymond
Hmm hmm hmm
Couple we's coming out the woodworks
Cos' we
going you know I pull the rabbit out the hat
Magic bag bitch and you know its a fact
Double checkmarks they double boxed it all
Because you know chop pull
(Cairo-Hook)
[I’m trying to shine in the dark]
Illuminate illuminati, yeah yeah
[Everybody wants to blow]
Ruminate in kamikaze, yeah yeah
Dream
Parlay with a Maybach huh?
Like way back when by the parkade
Laid by the fence, repenting my sins
Living independent, not making no ends
Blackballed
(The parties would be packed inside and out)
To see who was best at rockin the house
(It's all in Mr. Magic's..
..Wand)
[ Jalil ]
Cause then Magic went
whether is enough to become a living legend
Primitive disorders, all designed for us to obey orders
Unpleasant raw deal, is what everybody keeps dealing
The magic they sell
Everybody wanna be my spouse (you wanna say out loud)
sometime you don't know what to put your finger at
I'm telling you you gonna have
on salt away from this place
Unless we start making changes
By using our brains and
Productively plugging the primitive ignorant invasion
HUH?
I lay my head
The damage...overseen by anyone that comprehends
The anguish...felt only by the ones that confessed
The language...was primitive, the listener complex
And everybody
Blood of the Grape
written by Nathan Conrad and Nick Mitchell
It was cotton candy the first time I tried a bite
Forbidden fruit on the track
move around
Shaking your ass cause MAGIC smelling like pounds
Everybody has money
No one making
no fucking moves
I wanna see some tities out
Some ass
ghetto apparel
Pull out and blast you fast
That's how I settle battles
I would've loved to stick up Jesus
Give up the Bible
Choppin' ya clique up into
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