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So tonight, ladies and gentlemen
I would like to present for you all
The world-famous rabbit from the hat
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I would like to present for you all
The world-famous rabbit from the hat
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
[Prodigy & Havoc]
Abracadabra, I toss a cadaver in the Florida swamp
They'll find you never
The first forty-eight'll be a waste
They cryin' at your wake at a picture of your face
Holy alligator shit, I'll make 'em disappear
You vanish off the earth posin' threats over heads
I don't need a magic wand made of Hollywood
It's not an optical illusion, the boy gone for good
Memories, eulogies, and yes
I don't give a fuck, may your soul get no rest
May your family grieve with broken hearts of stress
'Cause when it came to me, you ain't give a fuck less
Abracadabra, I toss a cadaver in the Florida swamp
They'll find you never
The first forty-eight'll be a waste
They cryin' at your wake at a picture of your face
Holy alligator shit, I'll make 'em disappear
You vanish off the earth posin' threats over heads
I don't need a magic wand made of Hollywood
It's not an optical illusion, the boy gone for good
Memories, eulogies, and yes
I don't give a fuck, may your soul get no rest
May your family grieve with broken hearts of stress
'Cause when it came to me, you ain't give a fuck less
Pour a couple shots of the 'Trón on your bones
Wicked ritualistic black magic when I go
I won't stop 'til I'm satisfied
Damn if I leave a nigga damaged, nah
Leave a nigga with nothin' but ether blowin' in the sky
Recycle you, take a deep breath, inhale a stench
It ain't nothin' like the smell of some well-done revenge (The Infamous)
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
Wicked ritualistic black magic when I go
I won't stop 'til I'm satisfied
Damn if I leave a nigga damaged, nah
Leave a nigga with nothin' but ether blowin' in the sky
Recycle you, take a deep breath, inhale a stench
It ain't nothin' like the smell of some well-done revenge (The Infamous)
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
[Prodigy, Havoc]
My business tax-free, I perform off the books
It's not for little kids, nah, this is for adults
Sleight of the hand, I reach for the banger in my waistband
And bang you like it's nothin', won't even see it comin'
I could swat a fire plus walk on water
It's just me drinkin' 151, smokin' dust
Criss Angel, David Blaine knows my sons
I make your body float when I throw you in the Hudson
The district attorney office try to indict me
I make the witness and the case go away
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
[Prodigy, Havoc]
My business tax-free, I perform off the books
It's not for little kids, nah, this is for adults
Sleight of the hand, I reach for the banger in my waistband
And bang you like it's nothin', won't even see it comin'
I could swat a fire plus walk on water
It's just me drinkin' 151, smokin' dust
Criss Angel, David Blaine knows my sons
I make your body float when I throw you in the Hudson
The district attorney office try to indict me
I make the witness and the case go away
I shake the FBI and CIA, they can't wait
The day I slip, make a mistake
I'm like a one-man Las Vegas gig
Word? I worked the sidewalks and corners of the strip
They last seen him at the hotel with a fly chick
And little did they know she was my assistant
Know we got the fight fixed
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
The day I slip, make a mistake
I'm like a one-man Las Vegas gig
Word? I worked the sidewalks and corners of the strip
They last seen him at the hotel with a fly chick
And little did they know she was my assistant
Know we got the fight fixed
[Prodigy & Havoc]
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
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