Lyrics
U DON’T KNOW (IT’S MAGIC)
written by peter kim, ralph dalton, armand mcwilliams
Phee:
Maaan, LOOK
I ain’t Mobb Deep but I’m keepin’ y’all SHOOK
This new sound that’s makin’ y’all LOOK
A newer bit of funk, ain’t goin’ by the BOOK
Where I’m from, the county called CROOK
Doin’ it doin’ it till it’s OVER
You see that ass? I need to KNOW HER
I’m keepin’ it simple, I’m keepin’ it LIVE
South, West, East, up to the North SIDE
I love my city and I don’t know WHY
So much corruption that it makes me CRY
Rep every hood, up to no GOOD
Ain’t no time for the shoulda, woulda, COULDs
Darlin’, won’t you be my Clemen-TINE
And if not, then gimme a place to RHYME
Kick my feet up, in this sun-SHINE
We doin’ it, doin’ it, RIIIGHT
It’s magic, it’s magic, it’s magic, OH!
It’s magic, it’s magic, it’s magic, OH!
You don’t know who you’re f*** in’ with
You don’t know who you’re f*** in’ with
You don’t know, you don’t know
Armand Interlude:
Magic, the David Blaines of the rap game (make you disappear)
Magic, the David Copperfields, the way we rock a skill (play tricks on your mind)
Magic, ones like Chi-town pimps with green and gold crimps
Magic, not to be confused with Cookie’s husband,
But yes, we’re that sick
Magic, like Orlando’s finest ballers, shotcallers
(under the spell of the almighty dollar)
Magic, you don’t know who you’re f*** in’ with
Watch me pull a rabbit out my… motherf*** in’… hat (super magic)
Phee:
Maaan, LOOK
Kick and push, lookin’ for a brighter DAY
A few MCs got somethin’ to SAY
The other majority will lead you ASTRAY
But if I may, can I PROCEED
HANIBL eat, so we stay HUNGRY
Think you’re holy like Tony DUNGY
Laser-rocket flow like Peyton MANNING
Finally get to the top of the MOUNTAIN
But what goes up, it must come DOWN
Push it like weight, ain’t f*** in’ AROUND
Leave my mark in a stain on the GROUND
When I grab the mic, you best BEWARE
Hat brim low, get away from the GLARE
Killin’ ‘em softly, and I just don’t CARE
Complete destruction beyond REPAIR
Doin’ it, doin’ it, RIIIGHT
