SmokeXCVI & Soulsmith VII

April 21: Magic

by SmokeXCVI & Soulsmith VII

[Hook: Soulsmith VII & SmokeXCVI]
Feel like this shit is a classic
On the mic, we wreaking havoc
This is crazy, real madness
All you niggas sounding average
Oh, you say you got a smash hit?
Leave the beat inside a casket
This is crazy, real madness
Abracadabra, magic!

[Verse 1: SmokeXCVI]
I'm a real nigga, how you fakes feel?
Talk a lot trash, its your fake grills
Got Nada, glad I got none
Grinding till a nigga got some
Drop a tape, April 21st
Now I gotta charge for the fucking verse
Tryna put that Steez on
Hardly in the game, feeling like a don
G'd up with clique
My shit's straight sick
No rules, no rules referee
Serving niggas like I'm Jeffrey
On the mic feeling purpose
Niggas know that Imma murk it
I'm the realest nigga I know
Can't you tell how I flow
Wack cats gotta mind the gap
Putting U.T.A on the fucking map
Pants sagged, I'm the blackest out
Putting work in, fans never doubt
You know what I'm about
Alien bump the music loud, Lever higher than the fucking clouds
April 21st nigga, signing out

[Hook: Soulsmith VII & SmokeXCVI]
Feel like this shit is a classic
On the mic, we wreaking havoc
This is crazy, real madness
All you niggas sounding average
Oh, you say you got a smash hit?
Leave the beat inside a casket
This is crazy, real madness
Abracadabra, magic!

[Verse 2: Soulsmith VII]
All you niggas sounding average
All you niggas really lacking
Say my name when you rapping?
I leave yo' ass in the past tense
I'm Shakespeare back in action
Y'all ain't real, reenactments
I tried to turn Ghost from this rap shit
Hit the curve and ended up crashing
I guess that explains my return though
Or is it my thirst
For when I hop on and just murder flows?
Prepare for the worst
I only got eyes for the skies
You asking me why? Well, I'll tell you about these dimensions
They laugh at me when I tell 'em I'm Jesus until I start levitating and ascending
My oh my, all you niggas the same, it's petty and strange 'cause y'all keep pretending
Like y'all are the kings and queens, but please, once we in the building, y'all niggas is stressing
But back to the weird, for real
I'm all about weird, for real
Now I'm acting weird, for real
Damn, nigga, catch a chill
Gotham City, yeah, I run this bitch with a smiley face and some laughing gas
Why so serious? Y'all hilarious, whoever's the king, tell 'em kiss my ass
Every day's the 13th, I feel like Jason plus I walk around with a hockey mask
Hit the ground running but I'm never chasing bitches, only chasing digits – get the bags

[Hook x2: SmokeXCVI & Soulsmith VII]
Feel like this shit is a classic
On the mic, we wreaking havoc
This is crazy, real madness
All you niggas sounding average
Oh, you say you got a smash hit?
Leave the beat inside a casket
This is crazy, real madness
Abracadabra, magic!

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