[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Picture the past of this passive-ass sadomasochist
Masterin' ass-kissin', harassed and chastised by bastards
Wolves done laughed at him, they plastered his ass against the school lockers, then they casted him away
He was never as fast as them, and he never played soccer
He never mastered gymnastics classes
So they teased him, they mocked him, the fuckin' bastard, they whipped his ass
Any reason they robbеd him behind the school when hе was late for a day
But the masquerade is over now, 'cause

[Pre-Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
I got somethin' to say, let's see who listens
I've got a gun with ammunition
My magic trick comes to fruition
You'll disappear, I'm the magician
I got somethin' to say, let's see who listens
I've got a gun with ammunition
My magic trick comes to fruition
You'll disappear, I'm the magician

[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic
I'm the magician, I'm the magician
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic
I'm the magician, I'm the magician
[Verse 2: Pharoahe Monch]
From the beginning I'ma hit 'em up in the cinemas
Then I'ma pin 'em up against the wall before sendin' 'em
Back to their Makers and endin' 'em
I've never really been in the position – fuck, reload
I'm drillin' 'em with the subliminal
And I'ma kill 'em with the minimum amount of venom
The fuckin' venom is venomous
My synonyms spit in 'em then I'ma send 'em an uninhibited amount of unlimited rounds in the living room
Fucking finally finished 'em
I will leave everyone ripped
To shreds with the lead and the force they're deliverin'
I'ma put 'em in a pine box, make a motherfucker mind stop
Put 'em in a line, watch nine cops pop, now
You could hear a motherfuckin' dime drop
135 shots when I pop nine Glocks
The crime watch comes running up the block
(Brrraaaaa) Time stops

[Bridge: Pharoahe Monch]
(One) One for the guy with the master's degree
(Two) For the girl with the glasses
Three for the lady with the baby carriage, it's proper
(Four) Four for the guy with the crocs on and the soccer mom family with the dockers
I can see the helicopters now, I can hear 'em call for the doctors
I'ma put the earbuds in and hear my favorites on Phantom of the Opera
I'm thinkin' back to my last year in high school, how long will this shit last?
I see the Hell passin' me by, I can smell the teargas
[Chorus: Pharoahe Monch]
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic
You'll disappear, I'm the magician
I got somethin' to say
Nowhere to hide
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic
You'll disappear, I'm the magician
I got somethin' to say
Nowhere to hide
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, voodoo magic
You'll disappear, I'm the magician