Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black Magic, artist - Jonwayne. Album song Rap Album One, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 28.10.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Stones Throw
Song language: English
Black Magic |
| The news reporter he walked out of the TV |
| Brushed off his shoulders like he didn’t even see me |
| Everything is green and black |
| The internet is real and my eyes are not intact |
| I’m realizing that I shouldn’t be surprised in that |
| In fact my whole brain is filled with cannibals |
| Diplomats |
| I’m spinning out of control like the solar system |
| The only difference is that I’m much faster than the sisters |
| Kissing babies and shaking hands on forsaken land |
| This is America, the product of an empty plan |
| And I’m American, so I guess I’m an empty man |
| Sitting in the studio with few friends and many fans |
| My job consists of peeling layers off like minivans |
| Scrape them in a track so I could sell them for a big advance |
| My mouth piece is a legend like Bagger Vance |
| Put a few syllables together into a trance |
| No hooks still making them dance with the certified funk |
| That these fakes could never have |
| Life’s a bitch and I’m living it 'till the last |
| Put my past in the past, like get in the fucking bag |
| I’m like a bandit up-standing |
| My own train, abandoned my own name |
| So I could live out the fame |
| Jon Wayne, remember it for an alibi |
| You’re innocent, you saw me taking out a passer-by |
| Now you know, that’s a lie |
| These heads feel the verse |
| Like they were chewing on a pacifier |
| I’m not concerned with what my fans are consuming |
| I’ve been sober for three years |
| And trippier than a eunuch |
| So sue me |
| I’ve been drinking though |
| I’ve been drinking, I’m not going to lie |
| I feel like God isn’t even trying to let me breath |
| But I’m back from the dead to keep rappers deceased |
| Back from the shed with emphatic disease |
| Keeping fans on the feet, like grass grabbing the cleats |
| Therapists lie down and tell me stories |
| Hypnotize 'em for secrets and leave 'em for the morning |
| Serve bitches like divorce papers |
| I’m a king of the minor circuit and I force majors |
| Diminished wages made for dominant behavior |
| This goon could strike a cord in outer space and cut a razor |
| It’s too soon to tell if I’m infinity |
| But there is nothing so imminent that will kill my energy |
| No enemy dare step to the sea anemone |
| I’m chilling with my poisonous touch to brush with everything |