The Magician

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]

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

[Pre-Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]

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

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]

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

[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]

From the beginning I'ma hit 'em up in the cinemas

Then 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 synonyms spit in 'em then I'ma send 'em an uninhibited amount of unlimited rounds in the living room

Fucking finally finished '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 line, watch nine cops pop, now

You could hear a motherfuckin' dime drop

135 shots when I pop nine Glocks

The crime watch comes running up the block

(Brrraaaaa) Time stops

[Bridge: Pharoahe Monch]

(One) One for the guy with the master's degree

(Two) For the girl with the glasses

Three for the lady with the baby carriage, it's proper

(Four) Four for the guy with the crocs on and the soccer mom family 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

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]

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