i was gluing some stuff with my super glue and started feeling a little dizzy due to inhaling it. i went to do some other household chores a did them AMAZINGLY well. weird. must have been the glue. 

i'm leavin' on a jet plane

i don't think i'll be back again

cause my home is all the same

there ain't nothing lack

nothing to gain

my crib 

my hood

whatever you call that

its all good 

it something i would bet 

i'm sick of this place

sick of your face

check in the mirror

can you keep up the pace

get up!

get up!  

its time to race

no show

let up

are you in a daze

i'll be walking 

straight to the bank with this 

can you see it

you're not the one i diss

make it rain money 

thats all i do 

listen up sonny

you're a little fool

i'm jet plane flyin'

limo ridin'

money makin' son

thats what i'm buying

this is one is consists of parts taken from my other video How Darkmagic USED TO Be. it captures the best tricks in a short clip. 

eddie's liquor corner. 

don't ever be a fool 

man, you're not cool 

you sitting in the corner 

i see you drool

new school 

old school

you not in them too 

then why you here

we give our boos

a punch in your face 

no, we give you two 

so blanked out

you won't have a clue

sitting in the edge 

till' your face is blue

i'm the king of the game 

don't let me sue you

i'm the money don

be a swagger like me 

i'm gonna run you on 

make it rain money 

i'm the new mr. bond 

it ain't funny 

you out so wrong

listen up sonny

drive slow 

before you get too low 

out in the ring 

gotta move with the flow

my hands on the wheel

you out of the window

bleed in my mind 

i can't take this blow

step on the pedal 

to increase the speed

adrenaline rush 

its an evil deed 

picking you up 

take you to town 

now honey don't you ever frown 

lashing out a bill 

for it to get paid

pocket no fill

my car keys i laid 

walking back to my apartment 

my house has been raid

what dumb luck 

thats what i said

'open the door 

feet on the floor 

keys come out 

what you waiting for?'

seventeen years

got a wedding ring 

big mistake

she ain't got no more bling

didn't complain

sorrows she only would sing 

she's happy with whatever her hubby brings 

hubby with alcohol 

brought a girl to a brothel 

big mistake 

that he won't ever tell 

drive so late 

his breathe still reeked 

couldn't press the brakes 

his future bleak

passerby says 

'drive slow, homie'

but its too late 

thats what he told me