Album: Purple Magic
See I be straight and motivating while I’m slinging these spices,
Ain’t trying to sweat no wizards with their little spells and high prices,
Staking goblin clans, postin up for the blood of six kings,
Pushin' various spices before you ever even heard of Lord of the Rings,
Short and stature gaining ature for my tribe, that’s my trade,
Don’t let me catch a wizard sleeping, don’t hold a sword by the blade,
You see my tribe rolls deep, all the way from gringots bank,
And while I’m in the spot right now, yo I’d like to think,
The Silent Clans, Bug Bears, hobgoblins got their foot on the throttle,
And with the quickness I dump the potion from the wizards 4th bottle,
I got elves, dwarves, and even mud bloods comin' for me,
Can’t get enough of burnin' spices and it’s easy to be,
The primary supplier in this land of dragons, wizards and witches,
I’m rollin' in a gold plated wagon whippin' horses with switches…