MAGICIAN ft. Krazman Lyrics

Rollin' up, blowin' up, smokin' on hash when I wake up

Rackin' up stack with the paper, passin' to haters

Smashin' the cages, dashin' and gassin' and blastin

I'm half of the match and the amateur's handful of bastards

And I'm for the massacre, hazardous flow

Droppin' that back for the low, givin' that crack for the soul

Let it blow, pinchin' all straight to the dome

Pick it up, packin' the gold, get the fuck on my slack

You a hoe, back in the passion, a zone like Nazareth

Nazareth got two hands full of hoes, flow unimaginable

You ain't never heard shit like this

Take a look at the drip, shawty hopped in the whip

Drippin', grippin' my zip with the top of the lip

All I'm sippin' is Jose, Cobain, don't play

No pain, no gain, spark flames

Got them burnin' like the white sage

Black magic in my eyelids, never make a hoe a wifey

Cold blood on a mic, bitch

Pick the rocks, come and try me

I'm a sly thing

Splitting bitches like the zombies

Spreading poison like the IV

Tryin' to kick me on the ground, huh

Prince just turned me to a diamond

Treptamine and psilocybin

Keep your shotguns in alignment

Power with me like a triton

Cause you ain't wanna turn me violent

So tell me, homie, who you sizing up

I'm loading up, hoeing up, popping them pills

Burning the forest and smoking them kills

Cutting the noise and I'm honing the skills

Getting on mic and I'm killing them

All I be doing is hopping them hills

Growing that money and stacking them mills

Teaching these hoes and these honeys to kneel

Channel these riches like medium

Living the vision and making them pay

Eating too good, there's a lot on my plate

Running the game and they know I don't play

Bad boy in that caddy, like my name was Puff Daddy

Somewhere in Miami with a baddie, she ain't average

Hundred thousand dollars in my pocket, got the family paid

Dropping cash and moving weight

Catching flies and switching lathes

Surfing suburban, money earning, fire burning

I've been working to determined with success

So I cannot be late

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