Magic

[Verse 1]
Who am I
On stage black mask like the lone ranger
Ninety eight I ride with old gravers
Old savors you know we don’t speak on those capers
On paper I don’t need no favors
I rip it up to him fifty like rock the bonnet
I’m glimmer of a shiver and I’m on it
Some would want to Lorena Bobbit
The knob when it's throbbing it’ll knock out her head when bobbing
Whats a crew without robin nada the God wears ralph but the devil wears prada
I’m at the water for Ramada havannah
Fifty grand ban contraband from Havana
Little Richard in the hand play piano soft
My bird hill is like Diana Ross
She said my game was supreme instead of relaxing
And that’s what the f*ck I call a chain reaction

[Hook]
Scribble in the pad it’s magic
Lessons an attic
I’m still one of the best spitters I admit it

[Verse 2]
OG Bobby Kelly
I bring the fire like Donatelly in the bathroom
Bad attitude and a bad mood I mix a beat with rockers and los f*ckers
I touch the pedal on the Lexus like payload
He’ll figure the days the good Kel Jefe at L.A Kel adds weight
Like [?] the evil was grind I speeded of before they smelled the weed in the vine
I told them adios you burn rubber before you burn bobby
I turn [?] before I turn sloppy
I’m from the dirt shake the worms off me
I ain’t paying for years so that’s why you never get a turn off me
Kel Jefe take off your neck piece I was the same age she better shave off a decade
But even if she’s old she can f*ck with me catch me with an L lately like a W

[Hook]
Scribble in the pad it’s magic
Lessons an attic
I’m still one of the best spitters I admit it
When I scribble in the pad it’s magic
Scribble in the pad it’s magic
Lessons an attic
I’m still one of the best spitters I admit it