VERSE 1
I don’t need shaq to react to spit the facts
Y'all pathetic if your claim to fame is dat (TUFF)
Real rappers aren’t rappers
They’re prophets and preachers
Leaders, teachers, dreamers, n’ reachers
Yo! You better shoot for your goals
Else you’ll miss the basket
Fake rappers filling caskets
Psychos n’ fiends, demons in disguise
You can’t deny, they spittin’ lies
Satanic hymns with hellish rhythms
Committing sin thinkin’ they winnin’
An army who live life fast
We bust our ass, give em cash
Then wonder why folks keep dying
Listen before accusing me of lying
Fake rappers just here to promote
Bout how much meth n’ coke they smoke
CHORUS
Doing what’s right, it’s just too real
So they all just cheat, lie, and steal
Evil Magic, Hocus Pocus
Fallen under this hypnosis
Of Self mental diagnosis
Believing in this psychosis
VERSE 2
Ridin’ beats perfectly when I spit
Killin’ foes, flows like orgasms legit
Hustled for everything that I have
God blessed me with the gift of gab
Rhymes legendary on the mic
I’m a king putin’ haters heads on spikes
Dark thoughts sending em’ subliminal
Hidden meanings, genius lyricals
Hatin’ on me but I’m spiritual
Not of this world, I’m biblical
I’m a dark horse labeled criminal
Haters just cowardly liberals
I’m a monster eatin’ em’ up I’m cynical
Fuck I ain’t famous like amos
Just got a story to tell ya ignoramus
Fake rappers created this genesis
Too afraid to speak my name MC Nemesis
Fake rappers whisperin’ disses they live in fear
I’m a dark wizard spitter ready to make em’ disappear
I body fake rappers call me the mortician
They all big mad cause I’m winning
Dissin’ sendin’ em to the grave
This war is what I crave, I can’t help but do it
I’m fully loaded, cocked, aimed ready to spew it
It’s do or die, I’m going kamakaze suicide ride
My death train of thought delivered straight to your membrane
And I do this in remembrance of the pain
Independent, I don’t regret it
All your lies I don’t forget it
I’m the elephant in the room
And when horton hears a hoo for the who’s who’s it’s doom
I attack your false gods, your fake heroes
They’re just frauds, devilish facades
I bring death, death to the lies
Death for the ones I despise
I am no savior bitches I brought a sword
My flows like a lethal horde
Sound the horn, my warships on the shore
Haters begging me for forgiveness like please no more
CHORUS
Doing what’s right, it’s just too real
So they all just cheat, lie, and steal
Evil Magic, Hocus Pocus
Fallen under this hypnosis
Of Self mental diagnosis
Believing in this psychosis
VERSE 3
This rap pumps out my tongue from my heart
Expression of my soul with this art
I’m standing up to the pressure
It’s useless your conjecture
Fake rappers spitting nonsense just gore
I’m here to end evil and restore
I’ve got riches to gain through this pain
I’ll keep preaching the truth again and again
Reaching weepin’ followers you left to wallow in their sorrows and rot
If you hate this music you’re just an afterthought
I cry out, I weep for the lost
I’ll win this war at any cost
For all those being rejected
In my nation you’re accepted
No matter the mistakes of your past
Here’s comes sanctuary at last
Follow my path or face my wrath
CHORUS
Doing what’s right, it’s just too real
So they all just cheat, lie, and steal
Evil Magic, Hocus Pocus
Fallen under this hypnosis
Of Self mental diagnosis
Believing in this psychosis
VERSE 4
Come listen I’ve found the technique
Darks clouds around me my mystique
I’ve felt weak, bruised, battered, beat
I’ve stood up to hell I’ve felt the heat
This dark miasma sent to torment
If they’re hellbound, I’m heaven sent
I keep my composure, edging closer
To the fake top dog gods gaining exposure
Really just devils whose logic’s flawed
I’ve dug my way out the grave I’ve clawed
Inside me this greatness I feel it
The music I make is the realest n’ illest
When I pick up the pen
A million angels join in
Writing the end of their sins
So if they rap their cursed anecdote, their pollution
I’ll rap the cure, the antidote, the solution
If you feel depressed come rest
This anxiety inside me I detest
I been sunk down like a weeping willow
No sleep, tears on my pillow
Overcame taking pills yo
I know the nightmares of the past
In my raps I found comfort at last
CHORUS
Doing what’s right, it’s just too real
So they all just cheat, lie, and steal
Evil Magic, Hocus Pocus
Fallen under this hypnosis
Of Self mental diagnosis
Believing in this psychosis
