[Intro]

So tonight, ladies and gentlemen

I would like to present for you all

The world-famous rabbit from the hat

[Chorus: Prodigy & Havoc]

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

[Verse 1: Prodigy & Havoc]

Abracadabra, I toss a cadaver in the Florida swamp

They'll find you never

The first forty-eight'll be a waste

They cryin' at your wake at a picture of your face

Holy alligator shit, I'll make 'em disappear

You vanish off the earth posin' threats over heads

I don't need a magic wand made of Hollywood

It's not an optical illusion, the boy gone for good

Memories, eulogies, and yes

I don't give a fuck, may your soul get no rest

May your family grieve with broken hearts of stress

'Cause when it came to me, you ain't give a fuck less

Pour a couple shots of the 'Trón on your bones

Wicked ritualistic black magic when I go

I won't stop 'til I'm satisfied

Damn if I leave a nigga damaged, nah

Leave a nigga with nothin' but ether blowin' in the sky

Recycle you, take a deep breath, inhale a stench

It ain't nothin' like the smell of some well-done revenge (The Infamous)

[Chorus: Prodigy & Havoc]

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

[Verse 2: Prodigy, Havoc & Both]

My business tax-free, I perform off the books

It's not for little kids, nah, this is for adults

Sleight of the hand, I reach for the banger in my waistband

And bang you like it's nothin', won't even see it comin'

I could swat a fire plus walk on water

It's just me drinkin' 151, smokin' dust

Criss Angel, David Blaine knows my sons

I make your body float when I throw you in the Hudson

The district attorney office try to indict me

I make the witness and the case go away

I shake the FBI and CIA, they can't wait

The day I slip, make a mistake

I'm like a one-man Las Vegas gig

Word? I worked the sidewalks and corners of the strip

They last seen him at the hotel with a fly chick

And little did they know she was my assistant

Know we got the fight fixed

[Chorus: Prodigy & Havoc]

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I make you disappear like that rabbit-in-a-hat trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik

I cut your body up like that magic trick

They call me Mr. Magik, they call me Mr. Magik