"The Irredeemable Magic Man" lyrics

Open Mike Eagle & Kenny Segal Lyrics

"The Irredeemable Magic Man"

Kissed the finish line
The vodka mist twist, the lemon lime
I know what I did 'cause I did it so many times
The schedule's dizzy, yeah he busy, committin' crimes
No justified words, it wasn't really a different time
Full of great works but it wasn't incentivized
No call, no show, hell, maybe it's quittin' time
We was a team
No intention to switch your mind, I thought I was Steph'
Shit I guess I'm a Quentin Grimes
'Fi hit you wit' a spell, make you talk like Michel'le
Make you 'pologize that your part ain't big as mine

Magic man (One-two, one-two, one-two)
Magic man
And he's not coming back
And he's not coming back
And he's not coming back--and he's not, he's a
Magic man
And he's not coming back
And he's not coming back, he told me that
On his way out

He walked in slow and he left with a puff of smoke
A deep spell book with a shrug like he doesn't know
The moment is swell, no harming a couple more
They ready to sing, hold up, where the fuck he go?
The presence of mind, the infinite wherewithal
He float with a parasol, he stay above it all
Ain't falling for none of y'all
He shrunk his opps down and told 'em to run along
He humming your favorite song, it's T. Rex "Bang A Gong"
He finished sentences like he wrote the dialogue
He walk like he this tall, and then he just leaves

Magic man (One-two, a one-two)
Magic man
And he's not coming back
And he's not coming back
He said he's not coming back
Magic man (One-two, one-two)
Magic man
He said he's not coming back

I don't know why he only told me, I feel like he should have told everybody
I don't know why he thinks me and him have that kind of rapport
I did see h-he gave somebody horse legs on the way out, they had regular people legs and then he gave them horse legs
That was especially messed up
I don't know how this person's gonna get home
They're only trained on human legs
They're a bucket of unrelated body parts now


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