Lyrics Wizards Never Die - The Wizards

Wizards Never Die

Puffin' on that wizard weed
All day, all night
Stay high, that’s why
Wizards ain’t gon die
Just try and step up to this wizard
Oh you ain’t heard?
Don’t fuck with this wizard
I’m a force to be reckoned with
Mother fucker, bow down, you should second this
(I'M BULLET PROOF)
Step up to me, take aim and cock it
Pull the trigger now watch I just smile and block it
What the fuck can you do to kill me?
HA, I got my spells to heal me
Go ahead, roll up with your gats a blastin'
I’ll blast back and kill while the joints still passin'
I’m from the streets bitch
You don’t know where I’ve been
Always sippin' potion with that juice and gin
I’m out motha fucka
It’s time to fly
Because motha fuckin' wizards never die
We don’t die (x4)
We stay high because
Motha fuckin' wizards never die
Still dragon ridin'
Still maiden bangin'
This motha fuckin' wizard got in the crack slingin'
I’m in the kitchen
All day long
Stirin' them cauldrons to a minstrel song
I serve goblins make fiends out of orcs
Who the fuck said spell castin' was for dorks?
(I GET TREASURE)
A stack of gold coins, ruby in my ring
This magic game is a beautiful thing
But it’s tuff
(THAZ LIFE)
Gotta earn your keep
That’s why I’m rollin' with my guild four deep
You can try and creep, to this wizard thug
But ya gonna catch a motha fuckin' lightening slug
Don’t make this wizard mad, don’t make this wizard pissed
I can kill a hill giant with the flick of my wrist
(HUH AH HA HA HA)
Go ahead dude, give it a try
Motha fucka, WIZARDS CAN’T DIE
Poof now surprise
What’s in your eyes
Ya so hypnotized
Said to me «I'll make you cry»
We wizards never die
(HUH-HAAA)
Ooh-ah, ooh-hee
That’s what the maidens be sayin' when they get with me
Please go and take a knee
From my shaft if I get too pleased
Abra-kadabra, take my staff and I’ll stab ya, but then I’ll grab ya (???)
Don’t front, it’ll be a witch hunt cause
Motha fuckin' wizards never die
You wanna get real?
You gotta act real
And that’s a fact Neil… Patrick Harris
Cats embarrassed when I battle them
Beause I’ll rattle the rhymes
Cause with my talisman
I’m holdin' this track down like Mike Tyson
Hittin' the skins with Robin Givins, I’m about to begin
To flex on this mic here
I’m rockin' tight gear, flashin' my white beard, that’s right here
Motha fuckin' elves, you don’t know me
I neva won a Grammy, I won’t win a Tony
But those who know me know I’m dealin' the realness
So they can feel this
Like a dope set of real tits
When I’m hitting skins I rock and I lean with it
So deep in some 'Spinal Tap'
Like Michael McKean’s in It
I got a spell book by my side
Motha fuckin' wizards never die
We don’t die (x4)
We stay high because
Motha fuckin' wizards never die
We don’t die (x4)
We stay high because
Motha fuckin' wizards never…