Letras
So tonight, ladies and gentlemen
I should like to present for you all
A world-famous rabbit from a hat
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
Abracadabra, I toss your cadaver in the Florida swamp
They'll find you, never
The first 48'll be a waste
They crying at your wake at a picture of your face
Holy alligator, shit, I'll make them disappear
You vanish off the earth, posing threats overhead
I don't need a magic wand made of Hollywood
It's not an optical illusion
The boy gone for good
Memories, eulogies, and yes, I don't give a fuck
May your soul get no rest
May your family grieve with broken hearts and stress
'Cause when it came to me, you ain't give a fuck less
Pour a couple shots of the 'Tron on your bones
Wicked ritualistic black magic when I go
I don't stop 'til I'm satisfied
Damn if I leave a nigga damaged? Nah
Leave a nigga with nothing but ether blowing in the sky
Recycle you, take a deep breath, inhale a stench
It ain't nothing like the smell of some well-done revenge (The Infamous)
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
My business tax tax-free, I perform off the books
It's not for little kids, nah, this is for adults
Sleight of the hand, I reach for the banger in my waistband
And bang you like it's nothing
Won't even see it coming
I can swallow fire plus walk on water
It's just me drinking 151, smoking dust
Criss Angel, David Blaine knows my sons
I make your body float when I throw you in the Hudson
The district attorney office try to indict me
I make the witness and the case go away
I shake the FBI and CIA, they can't wait
The day I slip, make a mistake
I'm like a one-man Las Vegas gig
Word, I worked the sidewalks and corners of the strip
They last seen him at the hotel with a fly chick
And little did they know she was my assistant
Know we got the fight fixed
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I make you disappear like that rabbit in a hat trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik
I cut your body up like that magic trick
They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik