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 Yo, who’s that working his witchcraft? Voodoo and 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 alone 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 that squished it when you didn’t notice my sleight of hand Pass the lighter man, the smoke is necessary When doing the work of the legendary A blatant disregard, the frauds we be labeling them as stars They be doing it for the loot and not the oohs and ahs See my skills go beyond being trapped in ice This music is my passion, Christ, hell it might as well be 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 Abracadabra I will take any battle rapper and turn him to a cadaver Contorting, folding the pages in the chapters in my magic notes Poisonous, do not approach, when they are in us there are no antidotes Watch out, here comes another dose You looking like you saw a ghost, no not quite but pretty close We just goose trying to coast through city full of angels trying to pay dues Jesus, I need eighty proof like Grey Goose ABC, dudes in grey suits poof and vamoose I vanish into thin ink black magic and the pen sharper Than throwing daggers as you spin I’m at home inside this very poem that I spit Blindfolded hanging on, not for long in the crib Cause 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 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 Do this for the rappers in the way Promised them I would find a way to make you stay up on this magic
[00:10.61]Yo this is magic, I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [00:13.40]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [00:17.29]Conjure up images from the grave [00:19.12]Hurry before they run away and find a way to make it magic [00:22.76]I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [00:24.81]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [00:28.25]Conjure up images from the grave [00:30.29]Hurry before they run away and find a way to make it magic [00:33.86]Yo, who’s that working his witchcraft? [00:35.98]Voodoo and he spits that, wouldn’t wanna miss that [00:38.79]Flow is never divided, never void of any of this-that [00:41.59]Or the other, my brother I’m like butter, I will make you skip a beat [00:45.34]In the heart of the city I am sitting on the street [00:48.08]I’m the city, I am he, I am all alone in the stories that you speak [00:52.19]You should listen to my stories, see a story in my speech [00:54.94]See the worries that you keep, they’re the same worries [00:57.62]Of my very own that squished it when you didn’t notice my sleight of hand [01:01.05]Pass the lighter man, the smoke is necessary [01:03.34]When doing the work of the legendary [01:05.54]A blatant disregard, the frauds we be labeling them as stars [01:09.02]They be doing it for the loot and not the oohs and ahs [01:11.64]See my skills go beyond being trapped in ice [01:14.42]This music is my passion, Christ, hell it might as well be magic [01:18.24]I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [01:20.06]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [01:23.63]Conjure up images from the grave [01:25.69]Hurry before they run away and find a way to make it magic [01:29.32]I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [01:31.20]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [01:34.94]Conjure up images from the grave [01:36.90]Hurry before they run away and find a way to make it magic [01:40.57]Abracadabra I will take any battle rapper and turn him to a cadaver [01:44.42]Contorting, folding the pages in the chapters in my magic notes [01:47.57]Poisonous, do not approach, when they are in us there are no antidotes [01:51.70]Watch out, here comes another dose [01:53.81]You looking like you saw a ghost, no not quite but pretty close [01:57.40]We just goose trying to coast through city full of angels trying to pay dues [02:01.29]Jesus, I need eighty proof like Grey Goose [02:04.11]ABC, dudes in grey suits poof and vamoose [02:07.30]I vanish into thin ink black magic and the pen sharper [02:11.07]Than throwing daggers as you spin [02:12.96]I’m at home inside this very poem that I spit [02:15.53]Blindfolded hanging on, not for long in the crib [02:18.39]Cause it’s hard to convince these kids to still believe [02:21.20]When it’s only dirty tricks they see, well this shit to me is magic [02:24.87]I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [02:26.84]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [02:30.21]Conjure up images from the grave [02:32.58]Hurry before they run away and find a way to make it magic [02:35.86]I’m the wizard, I’m the sage [02:37.91]With only a microphone on stage I find a way to make it magic [02:41.59]Do this for the rappers in the way [02:43.55]Promised them I would find a way to make you stay up on this magic [02:48.21]
