Tryin' to sound that loud And I wonder as I watch him now Why his songs don't turn me on He got me into music Where has the fragile magic gone? And
to your women, G 'Cuz now that I'm rich so many women wanna do me It make a man say, "Damn" I'm finally taxin' more, play than homey Sam But let me
of every pore Rocking the house at BB's, your feet they never touch the floor Oh south side of Chicago, oh all the way where Magic Sam used to play
ranned) Been boning girls in the Scooby Doo Van (Doo Van) Chicks been missing since the Summer Of Sam (Of Sam) Oh, I get'em all from ya hood clubs (Clubs) Blue Magic
Yea oOoOoO Yea yea oOoOoO Yea oOoOoOo yea Gyrl what is this magic i feel inside Why can't i breathe when you're near by My heart is pounding so
live notice you get no sequel So I truly got to live this like my last movie Six oohie, jewels drippin', big toolie I ball for real, y'all niggaz is Sam
night to Christ? Jesus I'm just asking 'Coz my prayers never seem to get answered Ma mama didn't raise no bastard I was born with the talent you can?t touch I call magic
. So I picked my guitar with a great big grin And the money just kept on rollin in. And then one day my Uncle Sam said (thump, thump, thump) "here I am! Uncle Sam
grade that I give you is off the chain I would love to take you to the Rikers' game But I'd rather get some bread Now you acting like you my dame Magical
big money that waves, don't put the pen to my page And ain't nothin' wrong with standing still and relaxing And spendin' some of that cash that Uncle Sam
trip as a bad man missionary Neva read a page from the gangsta dictionary No chi-chi man get come when yuh read Bad Man Sanctuary Bad Man nuh worker find no magic
her how I pack, loot Kick lyrics on originally outtrack black in fact People call me moody, I simply knocks the booty Pull up my hoody, and then I bust a sam
spin Let's make some noise for the Baka Boyz DJ Dee and Hen Gee in the place to be Joe Cooley and Mark and Evil E Master C, Sam Jam, and [unverified]
take two steps forward, smile and turn on the lights Just like a scene from a movie that you feel that you own the rights A bit of sweet talk and magic
need to put your wack shit back up on the shelf 'Cause I'm a mad man, nothing but the mad man Fuck the mad man, lunatic, psycho, Son of Sam Niggas
ora te natura E mea arofa teie ao nei I know I don't get there often enough But God knows I surely try It's a magic kind of medicine That no doctor
natura E mea arofa teie ao nei I know I don't get there often enough But God knows I surely try It's a magic kind of medicine That no doctor could