Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lyrical Magic, artist - Kool Keith.
Date of issue: 22.11.2010
Song language: English
Lyrical Magic |
Kool Keith, the prince of New York |
My man… H-Bomb |
Like no other |
My breed is no other |
The world fashion instructor |
New wave gator conductor |
My name written on the back of your hiphuggers |
Gotta handle that flashes |
Adjust my speed shutter |
Futuristic vocalist, Kool Keith |
I’m pro at this |
I’m too high up in the sky |
Many are lower at this |
Girls look out the colossal windows |
It’s on when the wind blows |
Scroll through your bank accounts, I’m not a pimp |
You wanna give me your pocketbook |
I’m not a violatin guy, I’m not a pocket crook |
The empire of all this |
People say what kinda style you call this |
My sparkle shine, it’s all wrist |
(uh-huh, it’s all wrist) |
Your girlfriend got in me mayn |
She been givin me brains |
There’s no shame in her game |
But you should be ashamed (I'm the prince of New York) |
You see I’m runnin thangs |
Got diamond rings and chains |
See I move in big ways |
I like the finer thangs (I'm the prince of New York) |
From age 14 I been walkin this talk |
Fuck Bill Cosby, I’m with the prince of New York |
In ninety-four, play with Eric B |
Left for the West coast from Jersey |
And that’s the time where about Big and 'Pac |
The time on the mic, niggas had to rock |
Don’t cuss the Lord cause he had blessed |
Some distressed from the shine on the chest |
The men remain, many get slain |
Flipped perks for personal gain, money woodgrain |
I changed the code, I save a load |
I’ve crossed the road and L.A. showed |
The flyest chicks, the dopest whips |
The cush is the shit, out of town is flipped |
Your hustle stopped cause you can not |
Do what I do so you chill with a half knot |
The National Enquirer, tornado mister |
Essence Magazine |
You the model with the nice legs in sister to sister |
You got a little resume with Mannie Fresh |
So you worked a couple of videos |
For Mario Winans and Tung Twista |
Who’s your contact? |
And who should I call back? |
Turn around girl, all I see is a wineglass shape |
It’s nice right there, the thong gets lost |
I see all back |
I’m tellin your man, I’m all that |
The industry bore me, y’all all whack |
I created Hustler, I ball back |
When I shop, I’m all back |