Magic

By Posseshot

On PSX

Released on January 13, 2019

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[VERSE 1: DENTER]

I'm gonna stick to the plan

Omega on my wrist and a spliff in my hand

House-sitting, hours just to water the plants

For my family I'm willing to take that chance

All of a sudden I'm the same age as the size of my pants

Back home after a month in the south of France

Back on the grind as soon as I land

I'm high as a kite, I been up in the sky

Plane just landed from Paris via Dubai, I'm a frequent flyer

So better book that flight

Get online, buy it

August fits with my plans alright

For my fam' I'm willing take that risk

To all my fallen soldiers, better raise that spliff

To all my day-ones and those that I started with, and to all those that are a part of this

To those in the past and those that have passed right back to those that have started this

And shoutout to dudes that are part of shit, I've mastered the art of rippin' apart bars, you ain't mastered shit

Respect to everyone that's workin' their arse off

Dudes doin' [?], dudes with the mask off

Need some new garms you can get half off

I've got the task of rolling up weed so strong, ready to blast off (it's loud)

Posseshot get the money and we're stackin' up, plenty out there that are wack enough, they're backin' up

When I grew up, I never had shit

Now it's French flax linen on my mattress

Never claimed to be tough, never good at actin'

Extra pair of shorts made it easier for dackin'

Used to make Ralph disappear like magic

I see you hate, wouldn't give the satisfaction

Layin' down tracks like i never practiced

Posseshot, best bet I rep my faction

3-series Beamer, never crashed it (Muscles)

First panels that I seen on runs were drastic


[VERSE 2: MUSCLES]

Another KHARNI classic, I'm spitting acid

Poppin' outta blacklist, I'm in the labryinth

Sick of rappers actin' like they knew what happened

I'm seeing this pattern too much for me to back 'em

Too much fashion, this scene is like a pageant

Imagine if I never had a heart full of passion

I'd love to run it down, down into the ashes

Got scars on my head with a fuckin' smile that matches

Yeah

And it comes from practice, one of many talents

Sniffin' packets at the back of Macca's

Friend's grabbin' plasmas, straight in front of cameras, loose cannons

Got a record collection that's bigger than Alaska's

Yeah, and I got a fucki' style that's matchless

You on stage, cactus

Got five-eights rollin' up a Backwoods, you got fangs like Dracula's

B-B-B-Body all my packages

Don't know, but they wanna manifest

Cas' full of savages

Birthdays are concepts, I don't follow calendars

Bounce back miraculous

And it's P-P-P-Posseshot, we're the new management

We opened up the cabinet

The real weren't havin' it

Feelin' like the guy who came from Nazareth

The story keeps unravelin'

Yeah, the best that I've been and I'm out of it


[VERSE 3: KHARNICLASSIX]

(Yeah) PS1 on the come-up

Looks like it's about to be another Posseshot summer

Parkville with the ganja

Long way from Taxi's to Richmond, we had to pull a runner

Runnin' through the backstreets, tatted down like I'm Dennis Allen

Tryna escape the devil's talons

They only on us 'cos we got talent, told you before my phone stay balanced

'Cos we on our boss shit, meeting at the Kremlin

Raise the flag with the Posseshot emblem

Bring out the cannons

Rappers poppin' out like banyan

Assemble a team of trained killers

All out action

Wack rap rebellion, captain

Come war with my faction

They though they had it locked but they start panickin'

Then I turn straight to the dark side just like Anakin

Melbourne martyr, fuck around and get thrown through the plaster

I'm the El Chupacabra

I'm holding down the fort, you toys have run your course