magic is gonna come wit da most crapy metas than constipated infants//
Im about to murder dis cat like Quaker Oatmeal...jus instant//1
Grab ya Head! Decompose ya Mind! cuz i'm Kwick to DeGrade ya Hunches//
Slay wit Touches..Ill Write Wack On Ya Knuckles! just to Label ya Punches//2
shank ur torso, have u reside in a mound of dirt//
and leave more lines on ur chest than charlie browns shirt//3
magic a bitch lyricist, like hitting a women your moraly wrong//
you got no freedom of speech when i hit you like this herbaly bong//4
On your hands 'n knees beggin me please/
i'll finish you like armagedon on the streets or the MAD-COW desease//5
who's gonna be sick this time? you wont win i figured i'd go ahead and prepare ya//
act hard i dare ya, i'll cut you down the center so literally you'll be besides ya self for
failure// 6

switch it up to concepts style...
Have fun with this kid

Game to this fag is releasing cocks and having 'contests of grabbin-it'
Kid couldn't make YaSelf(shelf) CLEAR- whipin down 'contents of cabinets' //7
Like -italian washers, this kids abilities -dried like squeezin 'wet Rags'
magic?!You ain't -seein me- like -Martha Stewert- in 'Playboy mags' //8
magic prolly -eruptin penises- the way he's 'crash blown'
Today i'm -tearin feces unloaders- the way I 'rip this asshole'
verbal bout to go -sniff ur magic dust so i can -SMELL- the 'competition'
This homo like -midgets jerkin onto bullets-, -COMIN SHORT- on 'ammunition' //9