's the magic number Yes it is It's the magic number Somewhere in this hip-hop soul community Was born 3 mase, dove and me And that's the magic number (
the subway station, we know Oh, we're travelling souls Everybody's at the side of the road We belong to the railway station, we know Oh, we're travelling souls
Перевод: De La Soul. Magic Number.
's the Magic Number Yes it is It's the magic number Somewhere in this hip-hop soul community Was born 3 Mase, Dove and me And that's the magic number (
s the Magic Number Yes it is It's the magic number Somewhere in this hip-hop soul community Was born 3 Mase, Dove and me And that's the magic number (
shall leave you wit dat Bib from qb Boys in black And foul attitudes to match Verse 4: busta rhymes Yo Now who you be god I be the soul controller I
Verse 2: I called you up, to my surprise, you remembered me, you were waiting for me to dial your number. wanted to see me, no hesitation came from me, must of been that magic
Magpie How are we today? Now you've stolen all the magic Took my melody Little By Little Turned so nasty now The dark's there The pillar of my soul
I gotta get it my n-gga Never believe what they say Man, I gotta get paid ? Yo I'ma shock the World I'ma shock the World [Kendrick Lamar] Stare inside of the soul
gone Crumbs bust it pass tha popcorn As I kick flava behavior your absctract I get recognition But I represent no religon or sect So I'm no preacher but I reach your soul
your pregnant spouse I shall leave you wit dat BIB from QB Boys In Black and foul attitudes to match Yo, now who you be God, I be the soul controller
Chorus Haven't you heard platinum makes the amateurs swerve Nature, Noreaga like Magic & Bird call a timeout, make a quick sub pull ya rhyme out, and
on Through the night They tell me I will meet you Sometime Sometime You who believed in magic dreams Two magic Twin souls Meet Through the night Two marvellous
Mythic hosts here hold a strenght made of steel. Bravery breaks Number at battlefield Kingoms redeem Wounds of fate will be healed. From lost wars sears cover our soul
rap for all my niggaz in the back Stadium packed, linebacker nigga flashback See through yellow lines Rock a fly jersey in the summertime God Magic marker
paints self-portraits With a roller Only eats corn And then tries to sell his own soul On a street corner He always remembers everyone's numbers And
giants No swine diets, the strength of Goliath Hope ya last rhyme is good enough to die with Against madness, performin the black magic Savage, I steal
