E-Blaze - Magic lyrics

[A.G.] Yeah, uh huh You ain't gangsta, you lack iron like anemia If a picture's a thousand words, we encyclopedia We been high since Ringolevio Now we known in Indonesia, without the media No friendly neighbors, they got many faces But not many make it, so let the Henney save us It's your favorite rapper's favorite And she saw me on the Basement and gave me what's sacred Now you a pimp? Put that ho in check (true) You a king? Well that's something that we haven't noticed yet If we don't like the rules, we make our own We Bronx icons (like who?), like Nice & Smooth, KRS-One and Bambaataa Criminal Minded, fall back! Before I Planet Rock ya Hip-hop Ali, never call me Ca**ius Clay We broke chains in '92 when we ran away Now who gave him the blueprint to sell out the trunk? Go 'head, say my sh** whack, we gonna get out and thump We got 'em Hip-hop Hoorayin' it, the arms still wavin' The rhymes still special, the beats still blazin' We jump start labels, without booster cables Our rare grooves made us blow like air moves We make the sound that amaze the town Been around the world courtesy of James Brown Dirty on the Ave and we livin' a wild life Walk a inch in my shoe is like runnin' a mile twice I don't choose sides, I even odds, even Nas Know I'm God's Son, but the devil make me pee in jars It's the Noam Chomsky of poem Got armies in Rome, you an R&B clone Aren't we grown? (Yes) It's Show & A And if I ain't the best then why am I feelin' alone?