no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til I die. [magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. magic is my
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no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til i die. [Magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. Magic is my name
So tell me what the fuck am I suppossed to do I run with real niggaz and trill niggaz that's bout it and tru Chorus x1 Verse 3: [magic] It's mr. magic
Backstreet Listen up This seems so hypnotic, smoke and mirrors, lights and magic Paper faces in gold There's soldier boys, beauty queens, everyone's
cry Don't cry It's a turn-around jump shot It's everybody jump start It's every generation throws a hero up the pop charts Medicine is magical and magical
like that nigga gots to have it It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it You do your math and work this magic Get on the grind, in position
) Ken Dawg, and Souljah Boy, Souljah Boy (And we are Mo Thug, Mo Thug, Mo Thug) And we are With Tre Mo Thug (And we are) (Check it out) Wannabe soldier, soldier
tote heat I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep Ya weak, 'cause I'm the biggest fish in the pond And when I say the magic word, bitch ya gone
to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On
.. but i?m ..with the fears, ?till i fuck him? i?mma make you feel him! look, my name is soldier boy, but i?m a soldier man, real shit, i?ll be leaning
mini matched Wit a bat, my clips on, I'm bangin' wit that Where it's at what it's at, don't worry ?bout that You?re a soldier, where a soldier relate
C'mon, uhh, uhh I guess he's back 'urr derrty, S-T-L derby I'm like Magic to Kareem, mayne you tell me I ain't Worthy I ain't speakin 'bout a jersey,
ship On the first Columbus trip Was a brown man The railroads for trains Came on tracking that was laid By the yellow man We pledge allegiance all our lives To the magic
the ghetto I've been down before, up is just a reach 'Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind, then begin again My hood is the ghetto Black magic
down before up is just a reach Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind Then begin again My hood is the ghetto (Verse 1: Common) Black magic
at ya know watch me come down, nigga with a fuckin hoe get he fuckin money like it aint funny take out a bank account like some damn magic, what the hell
