Magic Dust

Lyrics

[Intro] If you have any information concerning this clue Notify your local police, the FBI or Gang Busters at once [Verse 1: The Alchemist] Poured dressing on a chord progression Spilled my lower intestines in a recording session Hoist up a big rocket launcher and point at your direction Rosary beads around your neck won't give you more protection Prick my finger for the membership Scribble with so much intensity, make the pencil split (Break) Over the budget, my body's draped in expensive shit Empty the cartridge and reload with an extended clip Big mechanical wrecking ball Step on the raw with ethanol You couldn't handle the repertoire (Not at all) Too many ligaments to chop, I need an extra saw I cut the cards before I shuffle up the decks and draw Legends fall, ref blew the whistle, I couldn't catch a call Take a short piece of material and stretch it tall (Stretch it) All the way to the quasars (Way up) Catch me hidin' out in plain sight, I'm flyin' below the radars Name, put emphasis on the gang when you say ours [Verse 2: Oh No] Oh, you could see the stars Like soliloquy of chaos Days'll get dark, shit get darker than a seance We did the dirty work, there's no way that you could take ours Writin' all year, ain't no days off Pop showed me, then mama told me that shit is gonna pay off Ballin' like the playoffs, all that money's in the net, so We turning on the green light, somebody's gettin' check for sho' I'm taking instant grams, not Instagrams Shit, you can't picture it man But I could pitch it like a pitcher's hand Right from the top, we throwin' curves out Right from the mound, to the corner curve It's Gang, Gang [Interlude] Your host for this episode of Gang Busters Our case is unusual, because of a novel means By which we identify who found the criminals Terrible weather! Tell me about it Just a moment I'll let you know more about it [Verse 3: Evidence] Yeah, I'm starin' at the paper with the margin If the words ain't passin' when I'm rappin' then it's garbage (Tss) Growin' as an artist from the city of the harvest Backstreets be the seediest and lead 'em to they targets Endure the hardship more than often, what is life? It's forget to live before the coffin (Let's go) Starter was the jacket I was rockin' and it still is (You know?) California's active and cops are cap peelers Body catcher, on a stage I'm that killer Heart became cold and stone, I'm that pillar A lot of days do tell who fell in state level Keep the bass at my feet, mid waist, face is treble Bad choices over time, it's been expected Point is how you fallin' down and get up to correct it They rather be wrong and sit than stand corrected Standin' on they ground 'til we ran 'em to the exit Off the intersection, at the lab, stove is cookin' Connected the dots, spots they missed and overlookin' This is basic (Yeah), leavin' blueprints for them to try to chase it (Yeah) Followin' my steps until it's permanently placed in It's Gang [Outro: Tom Vu] Police heard the same story from victims many times But, before the pattern became too familiar The gang switched operations to a new set of victims It was a long tab they began building in their concentration on liquor stores They held up more than fifty of them in Manhattan and the Bronx We had descriptions of the gang members from victims But, they gave us nothing with which we could pin down their identity I invite you to come to my seminar, learn how to make a lot of money Once you have a taste of a good life, you will never go back Follow the genius money-making system, in the last five years, many of my seminar student have applied my system and also, make a lot of money Come to seminar, let me show you how I know lots of you out there are skeptical, in my hand, framed, is a check for two-hundred and three thousand dollars and twenty-nine dollars and thirty-two cents I net in one transaction, one deal This is a net check