Traducere: Magic. Deci, Obosit.
Shhh, hell couldn't keep us in shackles We head over heals with the demons in back of us, sitting soldier for having [Hook] [Magic] I'm sick and tired, of being sick and tired
tired of all your currents and your tides Your moods creating whirlpools And you're in love with the ride and I Want - some - peace and quiet!' So we
fat, so what's up with that I've got friends and family that I respect When I think I'm too good, they put me in check So believe when I say I'm no
gonna see a magic show tonight There's sorcery and music tonight I'm doin' it in concert tonight Now everybody feels good tonight And everybody looks good tonight So
Pep Boy When it came to dope I was quick to export Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport New Mercedes Sedan, they'll export So many cars
, I'm gonna come back as a blonde. Wave my magic wand, As a blonde, will I get whatever I want? I'll be ever so enticing, Down a lot of ice cream, never
's chrome on the wire, vogue on the tire T.I.P. refer to me as your majesty or sire Higher then the rest, Italian drop dead fresh So much say what I
near me, I never can behave You give me a smile and then I'm wrapped up in your magic There's music all around me, crazy music Music that keeps calling me so
I knew there would be magic but I turned at the last chance These idle hands are staying scared of making any plans 'Cause the fire needed tending and the windows are so
can see that we're not happy here So why won't we keep pretending that there's nothing there Maybe you like it, but I don't And maybe you said so, well
in the back of your Chevrolet What's my name? So magical I come and touch the game You motherfuckers really lust to gain Nothin' but hatin' and a look of disgust So
'm going Don't know where I'm at A little more than sand A bit far more than tragic Finding that you're gone And I'm alone, so here's a little magic
shall prosper a kuna matata, feet up sipping java strolling up the totem poll, what's my only problem scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up my toddler so
pictures Bitches see me, they wanna be me And all the brothers run to them 'cause they can't reach me For real maybe I'm magic, everyone David Coppafeel
always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing a** snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired of always
was always down What is life? I'm tired of life I'm tired of backstabbing ass snakes with friendly grins I'm tired of committing so many sins Tired
