to ride on foes Do it from the shoulders or do it from the tools I do my dirt all by my lonely (all by my lonely) C-Murder and Magic, hell yeah them
Alright now, here we go These motherfuckers on my ass, I'm in traffic, will it be tragic? I'm comin' 'round the corner like I'm magic Doin' ninety on
I was the one who would always jump in first I didn?t think twice to look behind Got such a good feeling just from playing in the dirt Once when I was
try to free someone, who is lost And you will shine for me Even though it`s so hard For me to bear this love So magical you are So magical you are
but dis joint's mine Display your indie but say no More or I'll blind you like spit did to Remo To the dirt and edit the clip and lost Kano My mens wear
Deltron Zero Hero, not no small feat, it's all heat in this day and age I rage your grave, anything it takes to save the day Neuromancer, perfect blend of technology and magic
face, eatin' watermelon To drug dealer, armed robber, now, to big felon I wonder how you would react if you was in my shoes I put in work and did the dirt
to my block, plans to catch a few flicks Police did a sweep, terrorizin grue shit Bustin doors, beatin mammas while makin Cool Whip Face down, gettin dirt
they think they some coners But in a lil while you fuck niggas gone need some blood doners Put dirt in they launcher We ridin through India launcher
popped up twice wood strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my
to confess I hate and I despise and I deplore and detest The tabloids and newspapers better known as the press And so much propaganda that it leads to distress Magic
shout And he went out to make some magic in the kitchen The clean man learnin' what cookin' was about And the dirty girl paintin', her messy heart out I tell you dirt
as you wander through your vagabond stage And you find yourself shovelling shit With a rusty jack-handle queen of a broken spade And you find yourself kicking dirt
've got the ashes to prove it I treasure your love, I want to show you how to use it Girl, you've been through a lot of pain in the dirt And I know you
While window shopping through the past I ran across a looking glass Reflecting moments remaining in a burned out light Tragic magic prayers of passion
I see But I'm happy just knowin', you're saving the last waltz for me Sometimes it's diamonds and sometimes it's dirt Sometimes it's magic and sometimes
group of boys looking pretty We got thugs too on the corner doing work (Uh-huh) Look for ten dollars or sell you that dirt From pine hills, Oakland, down
time you will sleep well take a deep breath, see the sun shine hold on to her for dear life and then watch the whole world unwind. Ask her to show you some magic