aaaabuuuuuuse, just leave, hee, just leave my place, let me enjoy my freedom, let me take my place as the king of pop! ow 3rd verse leave, heee just leave
got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just
oo oo [Paul McCartney:] You never ever worry And you never shed a tear [Michael Jackson:] You're sayin that my Love ain't real [Paul McCartney & Michael] Just
yo face Have yo ass runnin, mumblin to the jake You goin ?gainst me dog, you makin a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya lookin like the Michael Jackson
it like this, yeah? Kray Jackson? Remember the killa, the lyrical beast? I'm gon' murda ya! Up in you like a hernia. You suck, I'm just confirmin' ya
gallon in the gas tank But I?fm almost at the finish line, so I can?ft stop now I don?ft really know where I?fm headed, just enjoyin?f the ride Just
on top of his spouse Spread out on a blood stained couch In front of his kids that he just killed in the same house I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson
Only got a gallon in the gas tank But I'm almost at the finish line, so I can't stop now I don't really know where I'm headed, just enjoyin' the ride Just
't get it No permission Back no interest What's the business Shawty listen I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here [x3] I'm just tryna figure
with a German Luger Black serial killer, man turns to gorilla Provoked I change faces like Michael Jackson's Thriller B-B-B-B-B-Boo! (Imitating young Michael Jackson
just saw him in Atlanta So I hopped on the first thing smokin to Atlanta Pulled up at 112 ran up on that black phantom Security hopped out no Joe in here Just
bullets, keep my wig in play Keep fo' snug in the waist or pay a thousand to have 'em Niggaz in the street move faster than, Michael Jackson's album
, WHUT I do whut I wanna do, WHUT I go where I wanna go, WHUT fuck you, you , you, and you, WHUT forever I'm a juggalo, WHUT I'll slap Michael Jackson