Magic Mission Deja Rinse

When I shut these eyes
I can see that bus stop
I can see that top floor backseat
I can smell that weed
I can hear the windows rolling
Mandem scuffing it out
Driver shut off the engine
Trip to come upstairs and sort it out
When I shut these eyes
Swear down all I hear is beef
A racist teacher speaking
Tryna put their feelings onto me
When I shut these eyes, blud
I can still hear the melody
Fake IDs on the weekend and
Walkman on the weekdays

And it felt like magic
I was on that mission
Blud I'm getting that déjà vu
So let the ting rinse
These were the things
Had a young nigga tuned in
Headphone wire inside my school shirt
Memorex from an FM frequency

When I shut these eyes
I think about that lighty
We were like 15
She was linking a guy that was 25
When I shut these eyes
I still feel like I hate police
They came late in marshes and attacked us
Let alsatians off the leash
When I shut these eyes
I can still see Dad
Turning off all the light switch in the house
And now I understand
I remember spitting for my friend's big cousin
And he just laughed at me
So I left it alone for a minute and
Concentrated on the singing like

And it felt like magic
I was on that mission
Blud I'm getting that déjà vu
So let the ting rinse
These were the things
Had a young nigga tuned in
Headphone wire inside my school shirt
Memorex from an FM frequency
And it felt like magic
I was on that mission
Blud I'm getting that déjà vu
So let the ting rinse
These were the things
Had a young nigga tuned in
Headphone wire inside my school shirt
Memorex from an FM frequency