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Magic
Hip-Hop/Rap
Magic was released on November 13, 2019 by RUFFCHILD RECORDS as a part of the album Catharsis
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Release DateNovember 13, 2019
LabelRUFFCHILD RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ruud Pierre
Ruud Pierre
Songwriter

Lyrics

I'm tired of these tires I'm losing my air
Got a noose round my neck how much breaths I could bear
I'm naked and bear see the people they stare
They bearing they arms and for war they're prepared
Over lines on a map that don't even exist
It's the size of your heart **** clench up your fist
And put it to the sky cause we all gonna die people one things for sure
If my life doesn't matter listen neither does yours
Big shot won't flop let a **** know catch a charge won't stop
Till I'm winning them rings till we living like kings
Till it's realer then dreams are you hearing those screams
See my people ain't free they just want us to freeze
I don't know if this a prayer but I'm down on my knees
Mother Mary please
Something seems really wrong that's why I sing this song
Someone told me from Hong Kong that it don't matter if your Genghis Khan
Cause one day your here then gone so let me show you the show is on
Magic like Don Juan magic like Johnson
Feel like I wanna phone home Feel like I don't belong Holmes
Y'all **** won't understand what I'm on
This ain't no bong I ain't Cheech or Chong
Wrote this shit while I'm seated on the John what it mean
Find the meaning on your own
Chosen one should be seated on the throne
But he sitting on the floor like a monk
Wake up that's the sound of the conch break's up bitch
It's time to get crunk
He the one with ones that you want
He the pump service gas like a skunk
Got the 12 and the bass in the trunk
Hear the loud you could smell it even more
Get high inhale it with with your pores
I'm up I ain't checking for the score
Big shot won't flop let a **** know catch a charge won't stop
Till I'm winning them rings till we living like kings
Till it's realer then dreams are you hearing those screams
See my people ain't free they just want us to freeze
I don't know if this a prayer but I'm down on my knees
Mother Mary please
Something seems really wrong that's why I sing this song
Someone told me from Hong Kong that it don't matter if your Genghis Khan
Cause one day your here then gone so let me show you the show is on
Magic like Don Juan magic like Johnson
Yellow light what you stopping for times up what you watching for
Clocking in means we chopping up raw
Dodging the laws and then dropping it off to your daughters
N all when they flock to the mall
Whipping it up now we making the cream driving a Benz used to say was a dream
Now we in Bentleys and stretched limousines eating real good got a chef the cuisine
From cordon le bleu thinking boy if we knew we could make so much green
We would of planned better and not blow it on bitches
But life is a bitch then your thrown to ditches
So his motto was this marry the bitch
And spend all of his riches live to the limit don't ask for forgiveness
Cause the shit that we seen maybe God should apologize
Tsunami's and earthquakes who's the suspect for all the crimes
Searching for truth in the book of all the lies confession depressed
Need a blessing father I'm
Just searching for heaven in this hell that I reside
I'm burning inside can you tell what it signify
Remove all the layers and tell me all you find nothing inside
Cause I gave you all of mine
All my heart all my soul all of me and all my mind
Big shot won't flop let a **** know catch a charge won't stop
Till I'm winning them rings till we living like kings
Till it's realer then dreams are you hearing those screams
See my people ain't free they just want us to freeze
I don't know if this a prayer but I'm down on my knees
Mother Mary please
Something seems really wrong that's why I sing this song
Someone told me from Hong Kong that it don't matter if your Genghis Khan
Cause one day your here then gone so let me show you the show is on
Magic like Don Juan magic like Johnson
Written by: Ruud Pierre
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