[Intro] My father was away trapping What happened to you? Magic Whats magic?
[Verse 1: Zelooperz] Out with the vision myself, I had to fend for myself I get the green like it's kelp, I put that shit in the pal Make sure my mama do well, all of my bitches do well All of my bitches do well, my bitches shine like jewels I get that cash through the wire I make them plays on the cell I free my sister out cell I got that check through the mail Jupiter jumbo or giant Whippin' that paint, Jumbalaya I held Jehovah, the spell I put that bitch on the trail Poor Bobby smoking the finest Running the game like a tyrant Winter when nothing else fails Winter still bringing you hell
[Pre-Hook: Zelooperz] Simply symphony Bitch sing a symphony Bitch just defending me She thought that it was skin deep Been took a bag Been told you that you been weak Been had the mag Been on the line assembly
[Hook: Zelooperz] Tragedy in the street Lookin for someone to laugh with me Incomplete Lookin for someone to match with me Desert eagle Lookin for someone that blast for me Desert eagle Lookin for someone to fly with me Get high with me, no visine Just see what my eyes see Open my eyes, free me Just remind me where I'm from and whats going on Whats happening? The gas going the motor flowing Bitch whats happening Remind me where I'm from And whats happening The motor going, the gas flowing Bitch whats happneing
[Verse 2: Earl Sweatshirt] I did some dirt with the clique Went and got cliqued by myself Couldn't belittle myself, couldn't be all weak as hell I just be weary of self, I had to fend for myself Had to get low like the jail pose Check review then lose the tail, bro I would skip over the hell hole I had the vision myself They clouded me at a standstill I picked up a penny and left I picked up the clip with a step Send you a current event Everything we in the midst of How long you waiving the rent? Moratorium extendo I'm just evading the pit Ain't no parading the tent Fuck out my face with syringe Fixing my face, feigning interest Lone all my patience get thin Everything he say, I missed it Can't believe you get paid for this shit Whatever, stock up the shells Niggas thinking that they figured it out Hit the lab, whip up a cell They itching for it, I seen it's been a drought I hear the tone of the bell Tried to atone with a prayer Know the tone never tell You gon' see when you get there, uh
[Outro:] I would do anything to make my children happy Please [?] is there anything you can do to help me? Maybe there is.. How can I make our black children happy without any magic? It depends upon what you tell them Magic is only make-believe and our children do not need to grow up in a make-believe world. You need to tell them the truth and help make them feel proud of who they are. The magic of truth is much more powerful than magic of make-believe But what can I tell them? Tell them that they're beautiful. Tell them that they're Black Here, take hold of my wing And I will take you to someone who can give you something even better than magicTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
