Black Magic Lyrics - Singles - Styles

You 

Wha, wha yeah 

It's like a team over here daddy 

One for all, and one for one let it flow, flow, flow ah yeah 

If it ain't that then it ain't right 

If you be knowin' that, you'll be aight 

My heart goes out to the homeless and poor 

And my niggas in the bing that didn't go to the board 

Wit a 25 to L on your back the shit 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 

'cause I don't want to forfeit first 

I could even bust my gun and do some office work 

But I still want to off this jerk (shit) 

I can't leave it out my rhymes (why) 

'cause it be part of my dreams, to see 20 Porches murk 

Three houses for the family, two for the niggas 

When I die I was true to the niggas (true soldier) 

And I never practice voodoo 

But it's like Black Magic how I spit this fluid to niggas 

[Chorus] 

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 

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 bottom line I'ma 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 shit that'll open the ground (crack the ground) 

My third eye got a horoscope (see it all) 

So if you want to 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 

'cause all I really want (what) 

Was a gun and blunt, a lil money and some keys to a toy 

[Chorus] 

My whole life been a sacrifice 

So if my nigga need my help he ain't never gotta ask me twice 

I'm the nigga you could kick it wit 

You gotta spot you want to rob I'm the nigga 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 over stand 'em 

I'm the flowin' phantom, til we blowin' random 

And to my corner niggas holdin' cannons 

That want the money and jewels and everything 'cause 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' niggas 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 shit point blank dog that's the answer 

[Chorus: x2]