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Magic Soldier

no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til I die. [magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. magic is my

no one could ever change that) Ain't no need to ask me why I'm a soldier til i die. [Magic] I'm a soldier see the tank on my neck? Mr. Magic is my name

Backstreet Listen up This seems so hypnotic, smoke and mirrors, lights and magic Paper faces in gold There's soldier boys, beauty queens, everyone's

like that nigga gots to have it It be greens as spinach or cabbage, whatever you call it You do your math and work this magic Get on the grind, in position

tote heat I showed ya, the Northside niggaz roll deep Ya weak, 'cause I'm the biggest fish in the pond And when I say the magic word, bitch ya gone

to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On

mini matched Wit a bat, my clips on, I'm bangin' wit that Where it's at what it's at, don't worry ?bout that You?re a soldier, where a soldier relate

ship On the first Columbus trip Was a brown man The railroads for trains Came on tracking that was laid By the yellow man We pledge allegiance all our lives To the magic

down before up is just a reach Cause my hood is the ghetto Catch a second wind Then begin again My hood is the ghetto (Verse 1: Common) Black magic