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Magic!( Magic )
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So Tired
Lyricist：Awood Magic Johnson, Cornell Perkins
I'm trying hard, just to find my way
(Find my way, find my way)
Over and over to the Lord, I pray
(The Lord I pray, the Lord I pray)
I'm smoking weed, just to ease my mind
(To ease my mind, to ease my mind)
I'm steady debating, 'cause niggaz is hating
But Lord knows, it'll be alright
I'm trying hard, just to find my way
Hoping I can see a brighter day
Over and over, to the Lord I pray
Hoping everything will be ok
I'm smoking weed, just to ease my mind
Through all these tribulations of my life
I'm steady debating 'cause niggaz is hating
But Lord knows, it'll be alright
Before we get to whatever promised
No show together prize at the end for us
Simply convinced that the streets is the only friend to us
Send us a comfort that'll heal our hate
To raise what's great and expose what's fake
And pray that release is tired
But we don't deserve to lead
Before complaining on the difference
From your want's and need's
I've been appointed my word and on it
Help you through your high's and low's
Show you don't have to be afraid, no mo'
I love my sisters, but we done put 'em down sometime
Independent, easily baited by the things that shine
Crying inside, completed perfect
Beauty couldn't change what was issued
The love that she looking's for, one that this world can't give her
Rock on, mama, you're precious, nothing changed but life
Bang them pockets with your profit, comes a dangerous price
Shh, hell couldn't keep us in shackles
We head over heals with the demons in back of us
Sitting soldier for having
I'm trying hard, just to find my way
Hoping I can see a brighter day
Over and over, to the Lord I pray
Hoping everything will be ok
I'm smoking weed, just to ease my mind
Through all these tribulations of my life
I'm steady debating 'cause niggaz is hating
But Lord knows, it'll be alright
I'm sick and tired of being sick and tired
And I'm sick of dealing with niggaz and all these fucking liars
I keep my head in the sky and pray that my niggaz make it
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My pockets aching, you getting my way of life I'm taking
See I've been rapping too long to say
That I'm doing base, I suppose to be balling
So please stay out my fucking face
Welcome to the Vault, nigga
We keep it gutter, but keep it real in the same breath
Quiet as kept, you niggaz ain't seen nothing yet
I humble my heart, hoping to keep this fire contained
The world pressured me to murder, I got's no one to blame
Still the same trying to change, but these streets calling
Hurting my own kind, 'cause Mr. Magic love balling
Hoping my mama don't think she brought me or taught me to hate
She just delivered me, it's in my heart, believe me it's faith
My mind is boggled at times, I sit and wait for the signs
God gon' deliver this anger, give me a piece of mind
I'm trying hard, just to find my way
Hoping I can see a brighter day
Over and over, to the Lord I pray
Hoping everything will be ok
I'm smoking weed, just to ease my mind
Through all these tribulations of my life
I'm steady debating 'cause niggaz is hating
But Lord knows, it'll be alright
We in an everlasting struggle, the objective's to win my nigga
Nothing pretend, we'll worry with every spin, my nigga
Treated my wounds, just took a second to heal neglect
Comfort the soul, that know the sun'll only shine a second
With no concerns in it, maybe we'll change in time
Shoot for the stars and let what's artificial lag behind
Now I'll be careful, who I'm hurting while I choose my foes
Later the same hands I'll help and to feed and clothe me
Be the life of whatsoever, I'm allowed to reach
Preposition to be the voice of what's afraid to speak
Baptized in fire, called in the face of Christ
'Til we expire, free to stumble at the steps of life
A cruel world said the ghetto, to be fast asleep
Vowing to never give us someting, we allowed to keep
For real and fake, same spot in a casket
We grew old too soon and smart too late, you feel that
I'm trying hard, just to find my way
Hoping I can see a brighter day
Over and over, to the Lord I pray
Hoping everything will be ok
I'm smoking weed, just to ease my mind
Through all these tribulations of my life
I'm steady debating 'cause niggaz is hating
But Lord knows, it'll be alright
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