Magic

Spark the iron Cuts precise as a diamond Flux nights light shinning Bucks all that I'm eyeing It's the timing of the lion Sign of the coming of Zion The paradigm shift Predicted by the Mayans A gift in the science of life Dying only for those Who ain't doing it right Stop trying Stay true to my stripes Show Proof thru my might Blow ya roof right off With the words I recite Flames ignite Like Biblical offerings In Astronomical proportions A fortune of blessings Afforded thru lessons Recorded the sessions In ancient Tibetan U Tsang Wu Tang Check the reflection Catching wreck In two lanes Known for how I do thangs Somewhat perfection To fools it look strange Perplexing A question mark For all in the dark Pop goes the weasel Underground find the hard rock Painting without an easel Stop the madness Hip Hop was never meant to be average It's supposed to be magic This is automatic graphic Not some little plastic gadget Sold for all the world to have it Too sacred to be shared With a lot of you bastards Singing that same old ballad Eat shit and die Or go toss a salad Silly rabbits Chasing after carats Burning money Like the pressed coals Found in them Kimberlite assets This is Magic