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M.O.P.

"Black Magic"

[Angie Stone in background]
You...

Wha, wha yeah
It's like a team over here daddy
One for all, and one for one [let it flow, flow, flow... ahh yeah...]
If it ain't that then it ain't right
If you be knowin that, you'll be aight

[Verse 1]
My heart goes out to the homeless and poor
And my n*ggas in the bing that didn't go to the board
Wit a 25 to L on your back the sh*t is too cold
And for the kids that didn't get they school clothes
For the gods that lost they earth
The world's a song you'll get it back you just lost your verse
It's P verse the demons, that's why I'm feenin for weed
Cuz I don't wanna forfeit first
I could even bust my gun and do some office work
But I still wanna off this j*rk [sh*t...]
I can't leave it out my rhymes [why]
Cuz it be part of my dreams, to see 20 porsches murk
Three houses for the family, two for the n*ggas
When I die I was true to the n*ggas [true soldier]
And I never practice voodoo
But it's like Black Magic how I spit this fluid to n*ggas

[Hook: Angie Stone]
How do you move on his way
When taking all this stress and pain
There's gotta be a better way
There's gotta be a better way yeah
If I should give up hope today
P won't you help me find my way
All I really want...
Is to live my life so we can just get high yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Ask God when he stoppin the pain
A fiend got a shoelace on his arm and he poppin his vein
And the needle look dirty but I'm close to reaching thirty
And the only thing I know it's a profit to gain
I might cry but I'm still cold
I might be cold but I still cry
And bottomline I'mma still die
I can see the doors openin now
I can see the ghost floatin around
That's why P come down with the potenest sound
Spit the sh*t that'll open the ground [crack the ground]
My third eye got a horoscope [see it all]
So if you wanna know my horoscope, listen to the bars I wrote
Build and destroy
Come through the strip wit, bricks of the girl and keys of the boy
Cuz all I really want [what]
Was a gun and blunt, a lil money and some keys to a toy

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
My whole life been a sacrifice
So if my n*gga need my help he ain't never gotta ask me twice
I'm the n*gga you could kick it wit
You gotta spot you wanna rob I'm the n*gga you could stick it wit
I'm in the studio, I'm droppin pain on the beat
I'm famous indeed, but those is two differences
They tryin to understand me, but I overstand 'em
I'm the flowin phanthom, til we blowin random
And to my corner n*ggas holdin cannons
That want the money and jewels and everything cuz we so demanding
To the hoes that think I'm handsome
That know a gangster when she see one ma, yeah money that's the anthem
Callin n*ggas like that's the ransom
You could take 'em you could leave 'em but your man ain't a happy camper
If P flowin then that's the cancer
Holiday the hottest sh*t point blank dog that's the answer

[Hook] - 2X

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