Magic

[Intro]
Yo this is magic
I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic

I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic

[Verse 1]
Yo who’s that? workin' his witchcraft
Voo-Doo when he spits that
Wouldn’t wanna miss that
Flow is never divided never void of any of this that
Or the other my brother I’m like butter
I will make you skip a beat in the heart of the city
I am sitting on the street I’m the city I am he
I am all a lull in the stories that you speak
You should listen to my stories see a story in my speech
See the worries that you keep
They’re the same worries of my very own
Switched it when you didn’t know
It’s my sleight of hand
Pass the lighter man
The smoke is necessary
When viewing the work of the legendary
A blatant disregard
They’re frauds, we be labelin’ them as stars
They be doin' it for the loot and not the "ooh's and aah's"
See my skills go beyond bein' trapped in ice
Yo this music is my passion, Christ
Hell it might as well be magic

[Chorus]
I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic

I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic

[Verse 2]
Abracadabra I will take any battle rapper and turn ‘em to a cadaver
Contorting folding the pages in the chapters in my magic notes
Poisonous do not approach
One of the illest there are no antidotes
Watch out - here comes another dose
You lookin' like you saw a ghost
No not quite but pretty close
We just ghouls tryin' to coast through
City full of angels tryin to pay dues, Jesus
I need 80 proof, like Grey Goose
ABC dudes in gray suits
Poof I vamous
And I vanished into thin
Ink black magic in the pen
Sharper than daggers thrown as you spin
I'm at home in
Side this very poem that I spit
Blindfolded hangin' on
Not for long gonna give
Cuz it’s hard to convince these kids to still believe
When it’s only dirty tricks they see
Well this shit to me is magic

[Chorus]
I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic

I'm the wizard I’m the sage
With only a microphone on stage
I find a way to make it magic
Conjure up images from the grave
Hurry before they run away
And find a way to make it magic