chorus: magic

bitch i´m a soldier (until the day that i die)
a no limit soldier (yes i am, yes i am)
i thought that i told ya (and nothing or 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 y´all better give me respect
you might remember me from seein´ me postin´ up on the block
with a.45 glock
and a mouth full of rocks
hustlin´ like i didn´t even care
wakin´ up my neighbors poppin´ pistols in the air
tryin´ make a million pullin´ all night flights i´m praying cuz i´m
knowin that my life ain´t right
forgive cuz i´m wrong but i´m begging or forgiveness
and now i´m hustlin´ in a whole other business
tryin´ to do right for the people that i hurt
in the process of growin up
i´ve change my ways i guess thats why i´m blowin up
i´m comin´ back for all my peeps
just try to stay alive and keep your ass off the streets
for the ones that gotta hustle just to eat
lord, i say a prayer for you before i fall asleep

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[magic]
how man heard sky´s the limit?
shit i ain´t finished this is only the beginning
i´m with no limit
just think i´m in my prime
if i´m not the best just give me some time and i´ll change your mind
niggas like me hard to find
genuine i´m the only of my kind young black and full of pride
with a mind to teach the whole world
if you just listen to my words
y´all can feel my pain
a lot of years wasted, buku friends died a lot of wet faces
the other half caught a bunch of fuckin´ cases
so still a lot of tender spaces
wish i could erase the hate
who said money makes you happy?
it can never bring back my daddy
so fuck the navi and caddie
i´m hopin´ y´all could hear me
cuz i´m speakin´ this from the heart
me and my fans never torn apart

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[magic]
and to the haters that be hatin´ on my click
find a spot in line or suck a nigga´s dick
i´m gettin a lot of call now
bunch of fake bustas i couldn´t ever trust ya,
fuckin blood suckers
want me for the gift that you never thought i had
i saw your other side, but fuck it i´m mad
you say a lot of shit but you never ponit the finger
i´m guessin´ that mr. magic gon´ remember
surprisin´ a lot of so called superstars
passive comments but really don´t want go to war
not with me my reputation stands for itself
just pull the disc out can´t keep it on the shelf go and get it like
it´s the last one left
i work the piss out the people who press ´em
i thank the lord for such a wonderful blessin´
every word that i speak is a lesson
hard to believe that this nigga is from the projects

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