Lyrics:

They call me Martin Broad Cloak right hand to the good man
The sorcerer supreme Randall Flagg understand
I ain't no Stephen Strange punk, save the suckas like a chump
Got to light my second sight, my vision's bright of in the night
Speak in tongues like lord Voldemort
Hit you with a cruciatus spell just for sport
Done my puppet in every action
Bending your body in a ways you never thought could happen
And I'm laughing, that's for pure satisfaction
I shape shift into a snake like tossing doom
And hypnotize a party while I slither around the room
Scope you with my third eye, on a first try
Cross paths with the three evil wizards and you'll die

(We blow your mind)
Three evil wizards
Coming at you like sorcerers
We are sorcerers
(Kabada kabuda kaba
My wand erase the sky)
(We blow your mind)
Three evil wizards
Coming at you like sorcerers
We are sorcerers
(Kabada kabuda kaboom
You face impeding doom)

My powers passed to unknown, my magic from the freak zone
I keep it underground and practice hexes with the rat bones
Some people say that I'm half possessed
Cause I'm ninja like and have no regrets
I'm the sorcerer with the wand that chops
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