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All 4 One Could This Be Magic

break them all How the fuck was y'all niggas thinkin'? You think I fell off the ledge? The legendary ghost Deini might be dead? Never, impossible, pull

b song Six months pregnant and the baby you don't know who's the father Why bother It could be bill cosby or kevin johnson You just came out the hotel With shawn kemp and magic

of you freaks just won't admit it Especially when you know just who can get it Ain't body tripping 'cuz I know I'm right You could be black or you could be

3 is a family baby 3 is a magic number Yes it is, It's a magic number Stand together til we're done One for all and all for one We are 3, it's a magic

nigga cash advance him Y'all don't wanna see me throw no tantrum We blowing up this year, it's called expansion Now everybody get to dancing to this,

surprise The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 AM This letter, fields of poppies, little pearls All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed Each and every one

through dimensions fatal weapons leave you bleeding Dissecting gray matter, doesn't matter in my cathedral But how could you stand my timberlands in your cerebral Faces of space probes be

keep your mouth closed 'Fore your momma be like "Look at my son, he out cold" [Verse 3 - Muja Messiah] You could tell I'm focused by the look in my eye You could

it to the wind try now to be a rock but she's caught under the skin ex-lover and a best friend just like the rest of them then there was this one night