| Have you ever seen magic?
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| Make everybody panic
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| Let it burn like acid
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| Winning is my habit
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| In the studio making classics
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| In my Reebok Classics
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| Have you ever seen magic?
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| Winning is my habit
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| Have you ever seen magic?
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| Steady merking the game
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| Got a lot of love for the P’s, not a lot of love for the fame
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| Now say my name, say my name (Faze Miyake)
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| It’s magic like David Blaine
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| No I’m not Slick Rick, but I’m a slick prick
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| And my middle name is get rich quick, can’t give a bitch dick
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| Unless she’s fit, with her thighs all thick
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| I ain’t wifeing chicks, I’m wilding bitch
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| On my stylish shit, bare high and shit
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| And I ain’t coming down, they wanna make man frown
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| Still see me round town, in the sauce I drown
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| Yeah yeah, king of my castle, swagging out my crown
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| Get it in €uros, ¥en, Dollar$ and Pounds£
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| Magic like Houdini, I love money and I still like rude beanies
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| All of my tunes greazy, shit’s getting too easy
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| In the rave getting two wheelies, I was putting in mad work
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| Now I stare through freely, still gotta move speedy
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| All of these fools pree me, all they wanna do is be me
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| Bad B wanna meet me, but she moves too needy
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| I was in the stu on 7th, living life pain is the essence
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| Everyday counting my blessings, but I gotta keep them guessing |