MAGiC!

[Intro:] MAGIC! (8x) [Chorus: I.K.P. + Swanny River] Crown Vicky sideways on vogues (MAGIC!!) Watch the inches disappear inside the throat (MAGIC!!) (Repeat 4x) [Pre-Verse: I.K.P.] My first luxury car would be a Porsh-ah! To drive by every shady whore snatching tracks like her name was Ken-Yah! But no free rides, or meal tickets No free rides, or meal tickets Guess I really am ignorant Guess I’ll have to ignore your rants, ok? But, no free rides, or meal tickets No free rides, or meal tickets [Verse 1]: You was hoping You would get chosen But we was hoping You put on lotion Look like a slow pimp, with no slogan A monkey, and a token Cuz they don’t fuck with you You just a colored dude With a wig on, and ugly fucking shoes Looking remedial What’s the fucking use? Hog spit and hog-tie me Going HAM, but I’m cutting loose [Chorus I.K.P. + Swanny River]:: Crown Vicky sideways on vogues (MAGIC!!) Watch the inches disappear inside the throat (MAGIC!!) (Repeat 4x) [Pre-Verse: I.K.P.] My first luxury car would be a Porsh-ah! To drive by every shady whore snatching tracks like her name was Ken-Yah! But no free rides, or meal tickets No free rides, or meal tickets Guess I really am ignorant Guess I’ll have to ignore your rants, hoe! But, no free rides, or meal tickets No free rides, or meal tickets [Verse 2: I.K.P.] Scrappin with these niggas Ain’t no lifetime peace Set a hoe straight one time; get the DDT Y’all know I’m living for the Lort My peace be still Uncle got the diamond-studded piece of steal Pray Jesus heal Prez don’t get no blood on his hands The suit too clean I am so ordained; you smelling like you ain’t home-trained Get ya sweaty mitts ‘way from the chrome-plated bish Paying tabs, credit so legit, act like you know the biss [Chorus: I.K.P. + Swanny River] Crown Vicky sideways on vogues (MAGIC!!) Watch the inches disappear inside the throat (MAGIC!!) (Repeat 4x) [Verse 3: I.K.P.]: Big tings a gwan Wanti-Wanti can’t get it Am I doing too much or you ain’t doing enough (Holla at a scholaaaaar!) Getti-getti nah wanti You ain’t a clone; you’re a dull drone from the doldrums Surreptitious; yo I’m vicious Why would you insist on envisioning me in any other position? Ever since I enlisted, never been timid Rippin shit as if it was a petition To diminish my assembly of wickedness Cannibalistic misfit If you pitch me into the pits, I’ll be rippin Skins like when Michael Vick played Hunger Games with his pits I can’t conclude which new fag get the noose gag Could it be the douchebag with the Beats headphones- Or the cruising youth with the rude act? I don’t really want it with them boys Where the fuck are their mentors? They the type with rosebuds, but close up, they really hemorrhoids You was busy discriminating while my words are reverberating Clip a finger with a cigar cutter, fry it in the cast iron; serve a hater Game is easy but he go hard I pick the pen up, you get wrote off I done told yall don’t hold off Shake ya load off, get ya soul tossed Take Zoloft; you sound depressed Better yet, lemme take ya breath Symbicort may save you dudes When I disrobe, you get the naked truth You say you going hard but I got maaad doubts Cuz yo assss out all in that baaaath house Soak you like the Atlantic with my blaaaack spout All in that baaaad mouth Till you gaaaaag out [Chorus I.K.P. + Swanny River]: Crown Vicky sideways on vogues (MAGIC!!) Watch the inches disappear inside the throat (MAGIC!!) (Repeat 2x)