Magic book with the magic dye

I'm doing numbers when I cook I take the chips and then I stack 'em high

I'm causing havoc with just a trick of light

I moved the rook across the board with my telekinetic third eye

Conjure a liquid sword the blade sharp

Shivan dragon I made it out the stream I ain't no dull carp

I break the rules I got big dreams I gotta make it by

Any mean necessary, and that's how kings start

I might just sacrifice a black lotus

I'm playing nice with the dice I'm build packs until I find my focus

I'm undisputed you better step back

I might just bend a wack rapper to my will with all my hocus pocus

You’re looking at a pariah I got desires

And the crowd going silent when I'm walking across the fire

In harsh times we see more tragedy and violence

They call it black magic but it's merely a wicked science

I got my magic book, I got my magic die

And I can make a mountain move with my third eye

I got my magic book, I got my magic die

And I can make a mountain move

This is the missing psalm, a hundred hand slap

With an open palm I got tiger balm all on my nut sack

I shoot a fireball chemicals up in the backpack

In fact that's my alchemist cookbook, paperback

Coming to take my paper back, butter up on the

Fat stack I make tracks I'm bad news you know that

I'm in the black room with a kodak she sent her nudes of a roll of film

She worth the wait and she know that

Tomcat and the monk strike you with an open hand

Get around in two vans in a split stance like van dam

Disrupt the program, my only pronoun is

Daddy on the low down if you didn't know now you know now

Jerome Duffy pulling rabbits out the sleeve I do

Perceive some concepts that my mind cannot believe and I

Bleed, all over the canvas when I need to speak in riddles to convey the unexplainable things I mean

I got my magic book, I got my magic die

And I can make a mountain move with my third eye

I got my magic book, I got my magic die

And I can make a mountain move