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Picture the past of this passive-ass sadomasochist Masterin' ass-kissin', harassed and chastised by bastards Wolves done laughed at him, they plastered his ass against the school lockers, then they casted him away He was never as fast as them, and he never played soccer He never mastered gymnastics classes So they teased him, they mocked him, the fuckin' bastard, they whipped his ass Any reason they robbеd him behind the school when hе was late for a day But the masquerade is over now, 'cause I got somethin' to say, let's see who listens I've got a gun with ammunition My magic trick comes to fruition You'll disappear, I'm the magician I got somethin' to say, let's see who listens I've got a gun with ammunition My magic trick comes to fruition You'll disappear, I'm the magician Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic I'm the magician, I'm the magician Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic I'm the magician, I'm the magician From the beginning I'ma hit 'em up in the cinemas Letras de cancionesThen I'ma pin 'em up against the wall before sendin' 'em Back to their Makers and endin' 'em I've never really been in the position – fuck, reload I'm drillin' 'em with the subliminal And I'ma kill 'em with the minimum amount of venom The fuckin' venom is venomous My [?] spit in 'em then I'ma [send 'em?] inhibited [?] around to the living room Fuck it, I'll finally finish 'em I will leave everyone ripped To shreds with the lead and the force they're deliverin' I'ma put 'em in a pine box, make a motherfucker mind stop Put 'em in a lime box, tripods, block now You could hear a motherfuckin' dime drop 135 shots when I pop, nine Glocks, the prime watch [?] (Brrraaaaa) Time stops (One) One for the guy with the master's degree (Two) For the girl with the glasses Three for the lady with the baby, character's proper (Four) Four for the guy with the crotch on and I sock him, [?] with the dockers I can see the helicopters now, I can hear 'em call for the doctors I'ma put the earbuds in and hear my favorites on Phantom of the Opera I'm thinkin' back to my last year in high school, how long will this shit last? I see the Hell passin' me by, I can smell the teargas Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic You'll disappear, I'm the magician I got somethin' to say Nowhere to hide I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic You'll disappear, I'm the magician I got somethin' to say Nowhere to hide I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic You'll disappear, I'm the magician From Letras Mania