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proph3cy – magic (outro) lyrics

[verse 1: proph3cy]
i’m bout my green and im fienin for mr. benjamin not a certified weatherman but ima make it rain on em when i become a veteran betterin my profession and measurin all the cheddar possessor of all the pleasurin letterin in my messages
nah it’s good you can let em in
no security needed for you at all my bay area friends
sent em a text and i said they’re more then welcome to attend
“man are you sure mr. klein there nearly are ten of them”
yeah i’m sure can you move out the way and bring em inside of the tent i ain’t got all night and we have a after party to forget
ima get stupid faded that show was perfect 10
so are seven models amirin at right ahead
welcome you all to the tent
vip only my friends shootin to celebrate it i’m grammy victorious
glance at my truest homies the ones who have always known me and no one could ever say that the top wasn’t due to the cronies molden my golden components revenue rapidly rollin due to my newest c-ssette

these are the visions swimmin inside of my head i’m headin a special place interrogating in my brain am i ready for fame i know that its soundin so lame but i can’t complain how i thank
feel the prophecy that is comin pursuin my fate
tality if i dont make
cuttin it like its a steak
need to give myself a break
born with a triple i on my hand if that isn’t a sign
than i don’t know i can believe in the moon up high
lordy my, my , my
you know i, i, i
live with the honor heart and respect until i
die
and that’s real sh-t
so bump to it
just bump to this
cuz

[hook]
oo oo oo it’s magic inside these veins
you knoww oo oo
ima hit the stage
never believe its not so
it’s magic
yes sir
right here and here and here and there just everywhere

[verse 2: proph3cy]
goin in verse 2
know your rockin with it now because the chorus is true
i’m a gratuitous stewardess for usin your loop
cuz i’m flyin with ya pi-o-lit but not with jet blue
who?
this is why ima make it and cake it appreciatin my patrons of the melodical basics under my radar for ratin officiating the greatest labels and binding percussion on it with staples- sprinkle back in some br-ss if i’m able
there we go doesn’t sound quite bad and im’a get right back to the point at hand
from the reason why i’m rockin the tank and the vans
to my highsocks routing of my origin
see i’m a cali kid
raised in the valley and i’m tallyin every golden yearrrr- like a medallion
i’m a valiant stallion gallopin on my way
honors due to all of my brothers swimming in the bay (hey!)
you put me on that real sh-t the really make feel sh-t joey k-dot and logic i’m watchin as you reel this live bait fan base to the front of your stages
ima do the same as soon as i make it
i recall the day we were kickin in your bas-m-nt metteuer you always had music video painted chavolla you told me that i needed to be adjacent you laid the pavement to claim my lane which was vacant
and now i’m racin
to make a statement
got my arrangements
their all in placement
no hesitation and jealously leadin to haters keep me elevated ill just embrace it

[hook]
oo oo oo it’s magic inside these veins
you knoww oo oo
ima hit the stage
never believe its not so
it’s magic
yes sir
right here and here and here and there just everywhere

[verse 3: proph3cy]
so when i ponder the future a whole vision load overloads opticals i can’t even load a bowl
toke it and smoke it and blow it out without a thundercloud crowd clappin in a stadium crowdin my cranium
it
drive me insanium
but quicker than a houston rocket hardens me up into
solid t-tanium and now i’m never backin it down
cuz i’m an alien
you wouldn’t take it this far
why don’t you trail me then
and suck my gas fume comin at you like vacuums
i rap tunes to trap fools like raccoons in the back room they’re bumpin me at their parties
and when they whippin arounddd
im shakin in their audis
so for the tardiness my apology audience i’m los angeles so you bet i’m plannin to handel this
the mixtape tickin on my dang time 5 6 7 8 9 months up in a straight line
up to now in the summer heat and i pinch it off
so ironic the finish line that i’m bout to cross
here in hollwood hills a peak in the the ball of gl-ss it’s hard surp-ss it that i’m feelin magic

i’m feelin magic ya’ll

- proph3cy lyrics

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