Black Magic

Last Emperor- Black Magic Do you know the difference between fact the fiction I bear witness that the power of hip hop is endless As it commences MC my word blade condenses Observe this black magic which enhances my six senses I build rhymes like Babylonians built monument and towers Around for hours hip hop and light is meaning supernatural powers See most deserve academy awards for being actors Yet there's no defense against the black magic that I practice If the track fits, I rotate rhymes on an axis Perhaps it's the reason why so much time elapses I send you so many different venues and facets The emperor rock the mic until the whole stage collapses I bring the freshness to lyricist with no shelf light The midget elk types who couldn't Come near me with undercover stealth mics Yes it's the universal laws so respect this I believe in black magic and my lifestyle reflect this, Now check this, it's the return of mic brawler Ill do that enter the stage I teleport like I was nightcrawler Man sometimes I get amped they can't control it So Ill call professor hacks (yo, yo wait a minute) Hey you young black magician, There is no need to be embarrassed and I know What your doing baby like Dione Farris (90 minutes, new york.) What a beautiful world this would be with a little black magic What a beautiful world this would be If you can spread this black magic with me Close your eyes and let your mind flow free Stare to the blackness your habits your magic Hey mister emperor what types of styles you dealing? Yeah baby ill deal with black magic, (yea, yea I know the feeling.) Love black magic take two poles and pass them They didn't wait two weeks he will like Angela Basset Sounds fantastic when I blasted, I got rhymes and vetted at my deoxyribonucleic acid I sound like superman yea you are dead Right, but I am stronger than superman cuz I can even see through lead pipes I see to Wacom seized with wack flows that Wack show so I attack fools with a style that rocks Like black rose While you were yapping about what kind of gun you are packing My flow steals the show like the muppets took Manhattan The mental gun bearer number one terror Like that Thundercat like Liono, my mic is to sort of Thundera Yeah that's it I have had all that I can take If 85% of all MCS are really fake And they disrespect my culture next to the money that they make The emperor will hunt them down and they will get burned at the stake So yo flow like a fluid, watch me get into it I am a sight which tells and flip smells like Dr. Druid. Civilizations and nations I conquer. All beware, the age of black magic is upon you. Now if you win the club want all this bingo My magic spells will make the fly ladies jingle Yes black magic is what I bring you When wack Mcs come around my spidey-sense starts to tinkle Embrace it clink to my black magic single All yard-man yanquis, boricuas, and bilinguals Let my magic penetrate you sedate you Awake you reincarnate you mentally incarcerate you Get life and dive into the black magic ocean And get opened off the sample of my magic potion Who has the power of prayer and remains holy And still attracts kid like TV shows on Nickelodeon I get up into constipated MCS like Imodium Did you know the black man of Asia is the Cambodian? On magic chemical shine like emerald Decorated like four-star generals Treat Mcs like x-men up and hunt down like sentinels Last ever raw liver cool maharaja rappers couldn't beat my style If I put it right beside ya, hot in Vraja Reevaluate your actions, MCS buy my rounds like double mint for pure chewing satisfaction But I am glad it happens, I get eternal Bliss and supreme joy We chase like we facing dodge deep like the marine boy For years we wanted to feel the magic stop pushing It's the last emperor aka the black magician Yea the black magic, things get tragic, there you have it for 96.