First Class Mage Songtext
von Stalley

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Don′t you dare blink at the mage
Make sure you stay fixated, the magic's in the page
The words create a rave, the mic fumigate sage
Huh, it′s just the calm before the storm
This dream materialized in the LIU dorm
My mind transformed like bumblebees to a honeycomb
They call it black magic, they sayin' I'm black on average

Well you can tell ′em that the sun is gone

From God′s hands is how the man was formed
Square business is square inches I'm standin′ on
As long as I'm here, you′ll never stand alone
Some fight blindly, I leave they stance alone
Gave my city a voice, this is a chance for home
Constantly motivated, authoritative, my chancellor's tone
Absorb all the judgment, tell ′em to bring the banter on
Built it from the ground up just to fly the banners on


Sweet victory, I came out of silence, they was missin' me
I came back for violence, no, that shit ain't sweet
Me over BD, better believe that that shit gon′ be
You a tweak if you thinkin′ that this shit ain't heat
Climbin′ to me, better believe that that hill is steep
The hierarchy of the fly posse
And that posse, they'll die about me

Please don′t blink at the mage
The magic'll hit you for some days
My grimoire is filled with an arsenal of blades
So we cuttin′ through the chase
We on your body, my nigga

So escape ain't plausible, got an attic full of arsenal

I'm the storywriter, the author, and the article

Some call me the oracle

Off the block with the corner flow

Set the blueprint for your cornerstone
This is foundation overload
Fuck local, I control the globe
Past hot, my mind′ll host the stove
This is past luck, pluck the leaves of cloves

So love me or love me not
Just clear the roads for this fleet of Rolls
BCG talk, we speak in codes
Twist papers or we pack the bowls

Festival music, we line the roads with like-minded souls


If I ain′t rappin' on the PCs, then I′m on the consoles
Solo with the family, I ain't one to play close
Only leave home for the dollars, Euros, and pesos

We don′t chase hoes, that's so yesteryear
Don′t ever question how we got it, we was destined here
Like cassettes in the '90s, let's set the records clear
Let′s be clear, we brought the message here
You can be alums of the prophets or get puppeteered
These days, people copy, follow, or they just weird
Weirdly enough, I′m just an oddball tryna stand clear of it all
And the height I've reached is too far to fall
To all my collars, better believe I′ma
Keep climbin' for y′all (Word up)

Do I consider myself a spiritual person?
I would definitely consider myself a spiritual person
Uh, everything I do has some type of spirituality connected to it
I'm always thankin′ God
Please don't blink at the mage
Make sure you stay fixated, the magic's in the page
Don′t you dare

Don′t you dare blink at the mage
The magic'll hit you for some days
The magic′ll hit you for some days
One thing my mom used to do is take me to the library as a kid
And when I went to the library with her, she
Would let me go and pick out whatever I wanted
So if I went and got a book on theology
Or Islam or just seekin' out knowledge
And my mom allowin′ me to find it on my own
But also help me at the same time (Word up)