dead nigga (2) off top, this nigga gone (1) so you say you gonna get him nigga Magic & d.i.g.: (1)did you bring me a gift, his head is acceptable or Fingers
I aint seen before. Verse 3 a?? Braintax With one pen too high to overextend, In dreamland with freedom starting again, With foresight thrive on the magic of life, And five fingers
be, but is not, Stood and waited hiawatha. Toward the sun his hands were lifted, Both the palms spread out toward it, And between the parted fingers
is to be, but is not Stood and waited hiawatha Toward the sun his hands were lifted Both the palms spread out towards it And between the parted fingers
Is To Be, But Is Not Stood And Waited Hiawatha Toward The Sun His Hands Were Lifted Both The Palms Spread Out Towards It And Between The Parted Fingers
, Hammer time Go with the funk, it is said If you can't groove to this Then you probably are dead So wave your hands in the air Bust a few moves Run your fingers
gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place. One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves That rest on their hands with
a gown of white lace Lies still in the magic of a timeless place One hundred small children, they laugh at the white doves That rest on their hands with
your g-g-gun Well, I'm dressed in black I'm a heart attack And my draw is lightning quick Well, if you're looking for a man With the magic hands I can
y por muerte Holmes Breakdown a motherfuckin' breakdown Breakdown ain't that a bitch If you like magic, here's a trick Snap my fingers now I'm a lunatic
fingertips I'm electrified The magic touch You feel so good The way you respond to everything I do I'm magnetized Something happens When I hold you in my hands
a sound I fear at the lid, my fingers they bleed Is this happening to me or is it just a dream Summon the dead.......... Baphomet's call.......... Blood on my hands
of paper, a giant hand rips it off. Typewriter finally manages to roll yet another sheet and type, "h, hand." He then shakes the hand's finger. I,
gonna stay For more than just a day I just can't help believing When she slips her hand in my hand And it feels so small and helpless That my fingers
magic words (Voodoo) The doll looked more and more like me (Voodoo) She held the doll in the air (Voodoo) She took the scissors, cut off all its fingers My fingers
without fear claim What I set seems to never extinguish Coolest kid out baby Word to Chuck Inglish Count my own money See the paper cut fingers
city that I'll without fear claim What I set seems to never extinguish Coolest kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish Count my own money see the paper cut fingers
a slanger of narcotic cereals And Toucan Sam was his right hand "Man" Now Sam was a skimmer, a mini-wheat slinger Killed Count Chocula with the snap of his finger