Lletres:
Magic Soldier

like New Years, Christmas came early, (BuRR!) Got these bitches urling, my earring's perfect, My left pinkey finger rolling like George Gervin, My name ain't Ervin, but call me Magic

I've all ready danced with death. a dozen black roses I pose with babies breath Be afraid a place where magic is made I'll rain on your parade with silver

coming Where y'all going? What y'all running for? It's over, it's moving closer, the sky getting lower Hey, yo, yo Winds turn colder, Killah Priest soldiers

hall of fame I'm in like Jerry Rice Money fanatic This nigga known for shootin' sparatic Automatic wit the gadget Lettin' them suckas have it Like magic

a free country Damn you cute, girl you fine Keep it right there, I wanna make you mine Don't play no games, I gotta keep it real Got the +Magic Stick

such a soldier, purple heart pokin out of her fatigues, and she's never fatigue And with her, whatever I say she believes And my girl know I got a magic

Limit Soldiers dirty dance wit'cha [Chorus 2Xs] [Magic] It's a WAR!! But I in da Tank nigga Just can't lose It's dis click of No Limit Soldiers givin

ya heard me Over here we got ,uh, David Banner, Tira, Fiend Head counts to Mr. Magic, Blaxuede And we gon' do it like this here, ya heard me [Hook: Magic

case till life or death Now skys the limit, cause mr. magic is next Recongize the real, and you tell me who's the gimmick You gotta be a soldier to ride