Sa-Roc - Black Magic lyrics
rate meWhen the light strikes
And the thunder crashes
I’ll be somewhere laughing
You all too busy going
And I’ll be on your cabin
I’ll change you from the main land
Ask me why I wouldn’t flow
That’ just the angels flexin’
They’re showing off their black star
I’ll be namin’ all of my lamest tracks
And I’ll still be the most famous rapper
Fahrenheit 51 ,it’s the basics to your classics
You say minus the passion
So who you gonna think the people will believe
When all will come crashin’?
Cause money don’t mean nada
When your product is from last season
You’ll be waiting in line asking the government to pay you
I’ll bust one time and save you
Step into my mental wonderland
And I’ll take you
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
I’m ten zillion light miles away from any MC breathing
Your father invited you to our religion
See, I’m the type who’s fighting fame
And still I’m in love with the game
You’re the type that loves and hate, you see you are painful?
Watch me rap a straight line
You probably try to crucify Messiah for His greatness
You ain’t denying my nature, it’s proven
A man with no calls will fall from his flows
You’re about to drown in their ponds
You either follow the leaders ,or step on his bones
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
I’m the 25th century,solar complementary
Hold up my controlling to avoid your parliamentary
Who can be mentally?
Me,I’m rapping like Ruby
You pass me to the pluton
I’mma take you to the winner circle
You know when it’s time to let down the rhyme?
Use the force like Jeddah weapons
I will never ever pay my bills
And hunger made me a predator
I never pray when I eat my meals
I could be turning ages into shield
I hate you save your final statements for the will
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
It’s black magic for the addicts and the rappers
A black habit we gonna have it on the sweat land
You wanna test God?
God don’t want to make me act rash
