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A Maman Music - Its Magic Lyrics

[Verse 1: Evidence]
Right or wrong is not the question
The question, who remains in this profession?
It’s the same as it ever was and will be
The game might change but the players still filthy
For real, fill it up till that cup runneth (Over)
I got a weak stomach, throwin’ it up and keep gunnin’
Gin rummy, king of the deck, I go dummy
What’s a king with respect and no money? I think hungry
You got a hunch, go fish like you never choke
I’m out to lunch at dinner, like you never smoke
I never quote, “It’s the best that I ever wrote”
But everyone sealed the same in the envelopes
I send notes out, clearin’ the coast out
Appear then disappearin’ in a ghost town
I get ghost now, the job is done
From 10456 to 90291 (It’s magic)

[Verse 2: The Alchemist]
Of a kind, I’m original, could short cuts
Custom Doctor Romanelle stitched, drap the windows of the tour bus
Money moves, Ebenezer Scrooge, Daddy Warbucks
Press a button in the DeLorean, lift the doors up
Make ‘em dance, aim for the Bally and hit the floors up
Bum rappers kneel, before Zod
I put my hand on a stack of Bibles and swore to God
To move the crowd like a bomb scare
Every time you hear me speak on a record, I raise the arm hair
Full throttle, celebration bottle, [?] don pair
Bundles in the tux, fold it up like a lawn chair
Turn over the pillow, pimp guerillo
When I’m finished I scrap the plate with the Brillo
Saran wrap over the kilo, then I split open a cigarillo
And blow the success outta the window, it’s magic