Sean Price - The Magik lyrics

rate me

Ft. Foul Monday & Royal Flush

(Intro)

I luv my Mr. Magic, this is fo' you

(Verse: Sean Price)

Boston chrome djinn, don't say shit, save it, no responding

The ambians of a homicidal maniac

The avalanche, word to Mama Shawn and Papa Kat

Big nerd, lyrical biblical bullshit

Sick bird heard, serial killer with full clips

Blaze, fo' Amadon Sean, I carry pot particles V article Don

Shoot ya papi, even yo bitches, B, Luc Cabrasi, sleep with da fishes

King of ya mouth, thinkin' I'm out all the time, you mistakin' the house

Niggas, ancestors Big Carity, ya was a house nigga

Whole life rap, you was dancin' the house nigga

Tuh, Brookyln's fines, youth rewind this, queens right beside us

(Verse 2: Foul Monday)

Peh, rock em to sleep like a lullaby

Each a fool like I seasoned you fo' a southern fry

Otha guys realized we're not all lies, how I modernize

Music in music, demonetize, privatize pussy

Marvellize rookies, organize a homicide, so pimpin', don't push me

Pop a bottle fo' my people, party like we made it

Bet she's full of purple like a pocket full of (?)

Yo, I'm luvin' how I'm livin', bettin' my recliner chip

Sicker than yo average, but I don't need Obama Care

Rougher than a European pornstar's vagina hair

I suggest yo best, suggest y'all get outta here

Huh, best that eva past through

Foul Monday is the answer if they ask you

Satan fired since the incredible crash crew

Foul peers, nuts, and I ain't talkin' bout cash crew

(Verse 3: Royal Flush)

They say a dead man neva gonna talk when he get popped

Everybody got guns now, they got gunshots

Hustle on bad blocks, VA's and FEDS watch

Snipers on the roof, that's a head shot

Watch the Red Box talkin' to Red Fox

Wanna run, nigga?! Ya kidney dread locked

Bitch, shut the fuck up, you're gettin' yo man shot

Use a smokin' tie fo' every green in ?

Started from my momma's kitchen watchin' em raindrops

Casino, 30 kal on one shot

Foul niggas shootin' at all cops

I need this money fast, the numbers, I'm gettin' cash

Mackin' a stripper's ass, smokin' the best of grass

Yeah, my life is like a movie

Even when I shower, got an Uzzi

And if I die, the world gon' live through me

(Outro)

Waddup, honey beats!