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Livin this life is just fantastical / Dont do basketball but this is just a Magic flow / Itll help you realize real and outta them fascist clothes / Keep you conscious, even though you on road tour doin a thousand shows / Want the new cuz you never experienced a classic hoe / Makin deals, no trainin wheels, create a legacy while blastin foes / Its a part of this episode, in yo mind feelin you should never fold, to them other niggas they feelin its tragic though / Still in ya heart you a po' kid from the hard knocks still stashin doe / Sun beamin to the river, it disappears and they wonder where da shine goes, it goes to you, it builds up like congestion as time blows, will it ever go away, i couldnt tell ya, only God knows / Quote bein: Only those who can see the invisible can do the impossible / So I can do shit you niggas caint, meanin Im seein shit them niggas aint / To see a nigga spittin like i do is rare, no LP but hella Faint / No American military but deserve a rank and im lookin out for the number uno / Dont act like you aint played that game befo', no memory lost, bitch you know /  I aint ah janitor but you can call me a made (maid) man / Top of the mountain yall sittin down, cuz you niggas caint stand / Fake motherfuckas, no martial arts but yall some fuckin trained fans / No matter how far i go people say "cant believe he's the same man" / Killin, King shit, can you Ketchup (catch up)? naw nigga.... this aint Klan / I cant figure how to end this shit, no haircuts, but i need a fade damn..