Letra Black magic city Wrekonize

Black magic city

[Verse 1: Wrekonize]
I been drinking all day long rolling out with a box of songs
Welcome to the terror dome bitch
Always knew I was destined to go on
For so long everything feelin so wrong they been telling me to go strong
And flow on and so on and so on
And so on
In a city so magic where we all got vicious habits
This life will turn a baptist into an average addict
It's So tragic but I love me some 3 0 fifth
Where you go for the weekend come back home and they telling you to plead the fifth
Lambos rent out for like 7 days
Go hard like Rambo then come back and exchange for the Chevrolet
You want sunshine we gotta bit of that and ass to match
First time I was on the beach I nearly fell to my knees had an asthma attack
Here in the city we pride in the best of nightlife
You got curfews we got work through to the morning we seeing the bright lights
And that's an everyday thang
Round here it's reg-u-lar
To leave out with an exit scar
Face down in the best of bars
Somebody pick up my tab I'll get ya the next time
You know I'm good for it you know what it is Wreks mind
I gotta have it I'm foaming out of the mouth I'm rabid
I could let the whole world just vanish in a city so magic

[Hook]
And it seems like magic
Black Magic City
And it seems like magic
Black Magic City
And it seems like magic
Black Magic City
And it seems like magic
Do you believe in sex drugs rock and roll all in my black magic city

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]
It's LAX lavish latins and blacks ratchet
Pale bitches tanning on beaches
And that's that Kate Blanchet
Police copters chase dope dealers and that's traffic
Pornographic stars strut in starbucks
It's that classic
Bright lights luxe cars
These chicks don't date regular dudes
They only fuck stars
Top model pop bottle
Casting couches i love her
Prettiest girls in America
Come her to get discovered
Some get discouraged quit bar tending
And start stripping
Beverly hills mansion party that's where they start sniffing
My city quake halos and volcanos
St. monica st. pedro
We lost angels
Coked up rich kids corporate big wigs
Movie producers and actors
She from a small town with them tractors
So now she ain't trying to go backwards
We on red carpets with the athletes
And them pop stars and them rappers
We like vip in them backseats papparazzi follow with cameras
She got a nose job and them new lips and them huge tits do attract ya
Had no ass took kadashian
Got back like abracadabra
See the celtics believed that the holly tree had magical properties
Bad or good
So witches made magic wands out of holly
And that's why our city named Hollywood

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