hit from all directions, when we sexin please believe I got protection. She asked for platinum wrappers I popped them magnum wrappers. You know what happens after, there's magic
the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cuts Fresh to death, everyday like I jumped up out a caskets Ask Chino Dolla 'bout that dope boy magic Connected
leg and beat coming big and rub it to my place Takes some back and leave it when I stop but checking all the bitch say no Then I pump the magic when
the 106 Park shit I'm on some dark shit, niggaz are plastic Tec-9 blast through your Avirex fabric What's the fuck up with Mister Cee and Mr. Magic?
froze Came home an dust that doo tryin to play me close We've been peaked for years now Liz wants to choppin the kid I might do magic make him disappear
ha I'm dat muthafuckin nigga everybody been talking bout Ya'll know who dat is Dat's me Huh? wuh? Dat nigga nigga Mr. Magic Dat nigga nigga Mr. Magic
that's floatin' on high Seizin' the road, reaches the sky Like a falcon, she just wants to fly Dark clouds gather on the edge of the mist Hear her laughter
's shadow, Motionless beneath the water. From the brow of hiawatha Gone was every trace of sorrow, As the fog from off the water, As the mist from off
had it's shadow Motionless beneath the water From the bow of hiawatha Gone was every trace of sorrow As the fog from off the water As the mist of the
-Top Had Its Shadow Motionless Beneath The Water From The Brow Of Hiawatha Gone Was Every Trace Of Sorrow As The Fog From Off The Water As The Mist Of
(Terri/Eric) Time's a mister crime's a mister Mister right is sex and shelter Sam says fists can make him feel like magic Sam says bitch let Sam devour
a very proud man i waited on the doorstep down the hallway ears ringing from the words you threw you ask me to think about what i've done well mister
by the Everyman, digging the rigging on my sail Rain fell to sounds of harpsichords, to the spell of fairy tale The heath was hung in magic mists, enchanted
Excalibur is living Camelot are always here The woods of Britain hear the druid call Arthur Pendragon needs the Holy Graal The magic parchment Reveal
[Lead vocals: Eduardo Marques] The Legend tells about this sea Thousands of squadrons destroyed in the mist All the Black Hawks are waiting the strike
without peace Monsters and demons spreading in the air A preacher calling for one great attack Freedom!!! We don't fall out Cry On!!! Magic forces on
I can't fly and I Think we really oughta play fair And hey there mister happy squid, you move so psychedelically You hypnotize with your magic dance
other fancy stuff. Puff, the magic dragon Lived by the sea And frolicked in the autumn mist In a land called Honah Lee. Oh! Puff, the magic dragon Lived