up, you know what? I realized the World wouldn't give a fuck whether I'm here or not, And that's contrary to all that other madness that you hear a lot
know what I need you to do? Walk that bitch Walk that bitch Yeah hey yo fuck that All my niggas Stomp that bitch Stomp that snitch Stomp that snitch
't find love, I would be lonely You made me feel so damn low Now take a look at what's happening This is tragic like when Michael left the Jackson's
zee It's all kizza, it's always like, it's all kizza, it's always like Na zound, wa zee, wa zoom zoom zee Yo, straight up Missy killed that shit tonight
never gon let you go, [The Game] Whose Michael Jackson? You're Michael Jackson, I'm Michael Jackson, We all Michael Jackson, I guess what I'm asking is
in High School (?) ass nigga, put that out (Put that out!) Shine in everybody's category. Cut that out, (Cut that out!) Flat out! (Flat out!) It's a damn
s nothin' but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove I'm in the hood 'cause I'm dedicated If I was you, I woulda never made it I'm
's nothin but love I'm them leather shits, you the Michael Jackson glove (SP) I'm in the hood cause I'm dedicated If I was you I woulda never made it
Time We bow in the prescence of greatness We Love Ya And our lighters still up for you We love ya And you we do is for you Let's Go Michael Jackson
Yeah, halt the class, Michael Jackson bag Good as some Sunday dinner country corn bread Dope like a west coast Cali hallway Give it like you wanna get it Ain't that what
walk away And not say what I got to say What the fuck you take me for, a joke? You smokin' crack? 'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me back I'
you sword and vest on Never hate your enemies, cuz it effects judgment They only hate it if they know you getting hella cheese That's what it is, what
me, I got that prickly buzz that bright bezzie on live tellie gets me the half black and half white Jezzie's I don't fight friendly, four five semi's
Nike airs Tie it round the ceiling fan and end it right here Kick the ladder cause I climbed that twice Hate it or love it, I'm one blood nigga, it's
for that Girls know that I got gold and stacks In every cult de sac from the streets to the clubs I'm making hits and everybody's showing love Fact is
for that Girls know that I got gold and stacks In every cul de sac from the streets to the clubs I'm making hits and everybody's showing love Fact is
MC's think they're nice, but not hardly That's what they "Say Say Say" like Paul McArtney And Michael Jackson, I cypher the action To anyone who assists
Drippin it's from the shots it's the Grim Reaper that's when you think opportunity knocks Now battling Chino XL your ass get's flowed !??!?! Yo, yo,