It's Magic
(专辑: Start Finish Repeat - 2023)
[CL Smooth:] Yeah Yes We do this with no apology Paul Wall, Termanology With hands down one of the
best, true, I
gotta be Fools running 'round here front, no, probably While I'm breathing, all of my roses now, honor me Boy, you still in the
hood? I
be in the
new spot I
go to the
dealership, you be in the
used lot This is what separates me and you clearly And one, two mic check one, two you hear me? This is not a
test I
mix it up with the
best If this was military, have medals all on my chest Cory Penn in the
flesh and the
talk never rests When I
could smack you like old boy did for far less Do this for no clout Show you what it's all about And for the
record, you can keep my wife's name out your mouth Do you wanna press charges with their ass off top? And he kept it one hundred, my brother Ziploc [Paul Wall:] I
gotta let 'em know I
gotta let 'em know Paul Wall, baby Ay, ay Turn up the
decibel and move back the
decimal I
come through, times ten, epitome of professional Eating a
psilocybin edibles, smoking vegetables Back it up like some vegetable and split it like a
sectional Flow impeccable, every verse is a
spectacle Couldn't see me with spectacles The
Wall is impregnable When you write your top five, make sure my name's legible A
walking NFT, my presence is collectible The
payments early, that means we on schedule Actual factual, you keep it hypothetical High evaluation, we the
upper pedestal CL and Statik, this a
long way from Reginald Quite incredible how I
impress the
skeptical Fortitude intestinal, I'm thorough to the
skeletal The
level that I'm on is inaccessible My title's incontestable So get of off my testicles [Termanology:] Said, it's magic 'Ology Paul Wall, baby, CL Here we go I
hit that booth like it's nothing, I
got that stupid production She in my crew, then we fucking, I
got her loose and she busting I'm making loot with her cousins, they all loopy and thugging 'Cause I'm addicted to cash, the
only boo I
be cuffing And I
be Blueberry puffing, them eggs be moving in dozens I
don't have stupid discussions, I
hold a
Ruger, it's Russian The
homie Stat', he be digging, he got that stupid percussion I'm on that stoop with a
Dutch and no, I
ain't moving for nothing You follow rules, it's disgusting, I
just be do what I
wanting Carry a
tool like I'm hunting, I
eat your food like a
muffin I
really come from the
hood, really come from the
gutter My daddy beat me up bad and I
put that on my mother Yeah, I'm truly a
G, shining through your TV When I
be doing my thing, I
charge a
beautiful fee In the
coupe or a
V, state troopers can see They mad that I'm still shining, wanna shoot me for free Making music with that Stat', told him, "Loop up a
beat" Pistol whip you in your mouth, have you chewing your teeth Do the
stallion dance, might shoot at your feet Might bag a
few grams, might move you a
key Always murdered the
beat, every verse I
release Making bangers with Paul, now we 'bout to repeat They say my pen is elite, from the
pen' to the
streets Give me a
pen and the
pad, now pay attention, it's deep This shit is magic Magic