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Magic On My Own

they hoes up I give a fuck, you niggas know who it is man Hit your wife so much, I know my way around your crib man You run up on me, you gon make me

but these streets calling Hurting my own kind, cause Mr. Magic love balling Hoping my mama, don't think she brought me or taught me to hate She just delivered me it's in my

that (me and my niggas, is known for wilding and) Me and my niggas, is known for wilding and (me and my niggas, is known for wilding and) Me and my niggas

To a dream That was mine alone So I left to chase it Didn't want to wait I was free To make it on my own My pride's I take it With each step, closer My

am so outrageous I wear my pride on my sleeve like a bracelet If god had a iPod, I'd be on his playlist My phrases amazing, the faces and places, the favorite My

need some consummation When the sun go down it's the magic hour, the magic hour And outta all the colors that are still up the skies You got green on

tell him that his lonesome nights are over Sandman, I?m so alone Don?t have nobody to call my own Please turn on your magic beam Mr. Sandman, bring

get down with my crew And if you try to take lines or bite rhymes We'll show you how the ReFugees do Yeah, yeah behold, as my odes, manifold on your

moff top when they got on stages all over this nation, world, and I plan on, now look at you bustas get mad. Beat the fuckas on their own line, don't