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Castin' my fears into the fireThe blue smoke aroseTime to get it movin' I supposeWhy the enchantment responds to Minister EarthPlain existenceFollow these sentence structuresFine artIn clothes his majesty stepped into the summitMy point has registeredOne-thousand-nine-hundred-and-ninety-seven Legend Earth years to presentPassed beyond the heavens too manyOf a caliber emcees who rock well, tell itIntelligence while we skip the hateTrailin' off into the sunsetTo test 'coherentness'But comin' hell a freshWhile the rest seem effortlessAttempts imagine thisNo wish, no storm, no wand, no spellMagical times without a hail enhancin' the blissThat you hear while you keepin' this in fearLetras de canciones[Chorus: x 2]Magical times, we movin' on enchantmentOf musical minds, we be the strong lastin'Everlastin'Tell me, can you feel the magic?We have it bottled and storedMovin' forward with our swords made of tongueAll aboard, time to hear the ocean's roarCollect the potion for the sky through which we soarHas no wallsNo boundariesWe fall through the atmosphere freelySee me with a tape in hand made from nothing reallyBut it includes my soul and my whole take on lifeYou can nod your head and make the magic shine brightYou don't need X-ray vision or a super power to beThe initial fee is seven, but after that it's freeIt's like a tree, and I go deeper than what you see on the surfaceServicin' all; relax, quit feelin' nervousStand up tall, face the musicTake advantage, go 'head and use itProfusion with the rest, and I feel the (unknown) just stupidI have trooped with many groups through this land of the enchantedWaiting for my turn to have my wishes granted[Chorus: x 2]At the beginning of this weakness was the foolish and the ultimate hope lostWanting to turn iron into gold to roll the Earth offOf the same axis, to rotate throughout the gateCausin' ripples of tideAnd distortion of space-time continuumI'm doin' somethin' also would hurtSo prepare for the work of a kingMinus perk I'm a jerkYour far thought two and two upset to just rest on the pillow of deathAnd just rest[Chorus]Eclipse 427 beats plus magical speechI hope you reachThe topAnd Murs, you better not stopWhen Mystikal freestyles, then everyone drops (watch)Side-O.P., cast some spells lyricallyBig Shotz, it appears to me you have the magicArata and Asop, yeah, they have itEligh, makin' fools careers look tragicGonna bag it up and take it homeWe got that shit sewn fit-formed to my palmsSo everyone just sit calmAnd it'll be over in a fewMystic Journeymen, that's famI thought you knewWe all magicBrad, Jeff, Leslie and my mommaWe all magicEven Bizarro's magic[Chorus: x 4] Strong lastin'Everlastin'Everlastin'Everlastin'Magical times, we movin' on enchantmentOf musical minds, we be the strong lastin'Everlastin'Peace From Letras Mania