магия Lyrics

Poppin' out the woods, I'ma get to poppin, man, I really wish you would

Burn it all down into soot, if you really wanna test me, I'm an A-plus student

See me schemin' in the night, got a mask up on my face, ride around with the chopper, put it right up to your brain

Get to squeezin' and you leakin, it's the Zoteeyakk season, I'm a demon, you be screamin' like a motherfuckin' bitch

Yeah, young Criss Angel, I be writin' magic on the motherfuckin' paper

She a hoe, don't save her, she gon' leave you empty in the end of your days, uh

Yeah, young Criss Angel, I be writin' magic on the motherfuckin' paper

She a hoe, don't save her, she gon' leave you empty in the end of your days, uh

Yeah, poppin' this pill I can feel my bones break

Yeah, how could you do this, don't know what to say

Yeah, drownin' my feelings, I wash them away

Yeah, drownin' this vodka, go straight to my brain

Yeah, so what's happenin? Pussy boy talkin' I'ma make 'em take it back

Put a 12 in your chest, with the rock salt and flechettes

I could give a penguin chills with this shit up in my head, ay

Yeah

Zotee

Yakk

Yeah