Billy woods ft. Taiwo Whetstone - “Magic”

[Emcee(s): billy woods and Taiwo Whetstone]

[Producer(s): Dan Datiles]

[Additional Instrumentation: Emile McGloin]

[Vocals: Taiwo Whetstone]

[Verse 1: billy woods]

Magic in cellophane pressed on windowpanes

Rhyming out storm drains. Our blues is more

Wetter. Too young to know better

[Verse 2: Taiwo Whetstone]

Our

Days were cold and nights were worse

It seemed right at first, but when light dispersed

On the scene, in spite of hurt, I felt

The pressure pulling, I felt the less and less I say will, um

Keep my head together ‘fore I lose it

Wrapped up like sweaters in my problems

Too young to know better, can’t solve ‘em

Can’t keep wasting time, can’t keep chasing each

Night like I’m hanging from a breaking vine. I need

To make in mind. I’m lying hate

But draped in my emotions, fragrance if a sacred sight

Bathed in a flame from an ancient night

Been shone over the graves of the native

Tribes

[Verse 3: billy woods]

Rushing rivers washing shattered slivers glittering

In hands cupped, red-eyed showers still finding her

Bad luck, knotted strands grief-struck, fuck

Nothing gold can stay, plucked, swept away

Time’s breeze turns gale, howling gusts

And heaves, gray skies bereaved, dead leaves

Rake ‘em before it rains, boy. Rake ‘em

Before it rains. Pain bonded to frame like I

Invented the chains on slaves half-lame

Fitting atonement for lost moments gnawing the brain

Forgotten spells, pixie dust, cocaine

Numbing kisses of lips glossed lost like

Boats, torrents, swollen oceans, torn sails

Black veils, white whales. Dead men tell

No tales