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Styles - Black Magic (Feat. Angie Stone) | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Black Magic (Feat. Angie Stone)

Black Magic (Feat. Angie Stone)

Styles

Длительность: 4:29
Год: 2002
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What what, yeah
It's like a team over here daddy
One for all, all for one
You know, if it ain't that it ain't right
Knowing that, we be alright

My heart goes out to the homeless and poor
And my niggas in the bing that didn't go to the board
With a twenty-five 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 get it back, you just lost your verse
It's P verse the demons, that's why I'm fiending for weed
Cause I don't wanna forfeit first
I could either bust my gun or do some office work
But I still wanna off this jerk
I can't leave it out my rhymes
Cause it been part of my dreams, to see twenty Porsches murked
Three houses for the family, two for the niggas
When I die, I was true to the niggas
And I never practiced voodoo
But it's like black magic, how I spit this fluid to niggas

How do you move on this way
Maintain through 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
This 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, is a profit or gain
I might cry but I'm still cold
I might be cold but I still cry
And bottom line, I'mma still die
I can see the doors opening now
I can see the ghost floating around
That's why P come down with the potentest sound
Spit the shit that'll open the ground
My third eye got a horoscope
So if you wanna know my horoscope, listen to the bars I wrote
Build and destroy, come through the strip
With bricks of the girl and keys of the boy
Cause all I really want, was a gun and a blunt
A little money and some keys to a toy

How do you move on this way
Maintain through 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

My whole life been a sacrifice
So if my nigga need my help, he ain't never got to ask me twice
I'm the nigga you could kick it with
You got a spot you wanna rob, I'm the nigga you could stick it with
I'm in the studio, I'm dropping 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 flowing phantom, 'til we blow at random
To my corner niggas holding cannons
That want the money and the jewels
And everything cause we so demanding
To the hoes that think I'm handsome
And know a gangsta when she see one
Ma I'm getting money, that's the anthem
Calling niggas like that's the ransom
You could take 'em, you could leave '
Em but your man ain't a happy camper
If P flowing then that's the cancer
Holiday the hottest shit, point blank dogg, that's the answer

How do you move on this way
Maintain through 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
How do you move on this way
Maintain through 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

P, you flowing with a sista
Come on and roll with a sista
Yeah, yeah yeah
Strong brother, strong brother