a Merchant's Boat, set sail for Johnny Appleseed Johnny planted the magic seeds, botany, poof, magic trees Paul Bunyan said, "This will fetch me bread" Sold
makings of a thug Though I grew up in the ghetto and my niggers all sold drugs And though that may validate me for a spot on MTV Or get me all the airplay
jeans Tell her she's the sweetest, pull her mental file See if I can help cause she's livin in denial, bitch You liable to find me on the ave, slangin
le le low le le le le le low sentiment has got me feeling sentiment has got me feeling sentiment has got me feeling sentiment has got me feeling low
t handle the truth In fact, they scared of it See let me explain somethin' to ya Truth is these niggas seeing that we at it again Straight up to work this magic
hunger my man And I ride a unicycle down the middle, you might catch me touchin feet down on both sides ' Ever since day number one, it's just me and
me, smile with me, smile with me, please won't you... Oh look at her she's looking as good as dinner And she's looking back at me as if maybe I'm a
Does she walk? Does she talk? Does she come complete? My homeroom homeroom angel Always pulled me from my seat She was pure like snowflakes No one could
of ordinary things Seem like magic things We went to this pub that was very dark inside Me and the girl from amongst the pillars And while she was telling me
Bola for this rap garage sale by this industry I'm trying not to get fucked like 2Pac in jail You can hate me, but await me like I'm Magic Johnson's
Ask Me Why Do I Never Stress Cause I'm The Best Hello World You're Rocking With Young So Fuck The Rest My Aunty Mother Let Me Borrow A Kiss And I Never Miss ? She
Does she walk? Does she talk? Does she come complete? My homeroom angel always pulled me from my seat She was pure like snowflakes, no one could ever
was rainin' I lost control and hit a tree Well when I looked up Saw a house in front of me Well she let me in There was magic in her eyes I wish I could
aint impressive to me You stepping to me nigga do it intelligently You wanna battle or you wanna fuckin wrestle wit me You aint better than me, you just
s twelve in the noon, I'm just wakin' up from a flight Hicks been knockin' at my door all goddamn night And my hoe she busted talkin' about she tired
in a provincial town, yeah You sold your souls for magic beans Don't believe all you read on computer screens and These things they mean nothing to me
well Beef with ya.. nothin betta to do, Think ya on cause ya probably sold a bird or 2? Outside 285 no one has heard of you Black Magic: You can check