Magic Trash

Master of magic lyrically tragic feeling fantastic you feel my static

You do not have it I gotta grab it this aint for kids you silly rabbit

You trynna win but you cannot My rhymes too lit they be so dank

I'm way too spaced I cannot think I'm going rabid still trynna salvage some

some of myself put yo dumb ass on the shelf

AYE AYE WOO WOO

I think that I'm rabid the way i'm so savage the way that I ravage

You can't Imagine all of my work You talking trash man you just a jerk

I am way better than you at my worst man I bet all of your bars are rehearsed

My lyrics can kill send you to the nurse you can disperse

you are no longer needed you already been defeated

I roast every beat then I eat it