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Mc Magic Dancer

C-i-t-y magic city part 2 Rockadelic beats short short Bzz Bzz Is she really my girl (girl fade out) Common see no let em know She got the body of a dancer

won't be lamping there Nope, aggro-pimp, sinfully, clinically ?novel,? back it up no-diggity soldier Magic-touch fingertip donor Own up to your dirty debutant animalistic instincts ritual courting dance

Clarks, Lee Denims off the ass Back when Mr. Magic had it goin all the way on the beat with BDP, added flavor like a crayon Indeed MC's would represent

in the dance, my lyrics not done Pray to my father cause yes me are the son Cause you are the guide and my pro-tection Any sucker MC must run come Kyan

bring Brian McKnight to tears I have to consume, Ali capture a room And before my son was born I made him dance in the womb MC's put up your titles,

I'm off to Channel Live [Hakim] Wake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs And adjectives, ain't it magic

Another MC lose his life tonight, lord I beg that you pray to Jesus Christ, why O lord, father don't let him bury me, whoa [CLEF] I haunt MC's like

il mio pensiero Miro al petto, centro il cuore Non e colpa mia se sono un latin lover Oh oh, qui ci vuole un contratto discografico Perche questo disco e magico

rhyme bandit, Bout to hand it cus you cram to understand it when i land it open handed, Imma transatlantic slay, With that old black magic, Got to