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him to beat it 'cause
I won't stop 'till I get enough
Do you remember the time
We were watching the "Billie Jean" Video?
Well he'll always be that
Owww! 
Get on down [x3]

[Erick Sermon]
Well, it's the E wit the juice, I'm down to get loose 
Strapped in black wit the nine by the boots
How could I ever stop?
My position is missionary, I finish on top
And while you're relaxin', I take action
Guinness world record, I beat it,
I control Michael Jackson's Thriller
Catch him and ruuhhahaha
Fuck with the guys that'll make you shrug
I'm the only original
Fuck you chump!
girls and I'll they want to give is a good fuck from me
Oh baby
Hippa to the hoppa and you just don't stoppa
I control Michael Jackson's Thriller
a so-called dancing machine
Cause this record, is strictly for the club scene
Get Off the Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson
It's eighty-nine, it's time for some
[Outro]
Heh, he he
If y'all don't know us
Y'all better keep our name out y'all motherfuckin mouth
Cause it's gon' get real ugly after this you feel me?
Yeah, you went wild, cause your moms digs my records
So come on, I'm takin you where the sun don't shine
The underground, but everything is fine
I rhyme,
Jackson if you wanna
Woody Allen, molested and married his step-daughter
Same press kicking dirt on Michael's name
Show Woody and Soon-Yi at the playoff
sure the shit is real
Mr Nigga, Nigga Nigga
Nigga Nigga.. Nigga

You can laugh and criticize Michael Jackson if you wanna
Woody Allen, molested
to the jungles of the East popping that yang
You won't survive get live catching wreck is our thing
I don't gang bang or shoot out bang bang
The relentless lyrics
persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip, hoes dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the mics
[Chorus]
Michael Jackson brought you Thriller
It made all the gun-man hollar
Mack 11 guard your grilla

Why you gwan, watch out for Babylon,
like Michael Jackson and "Remember the Time" (Do you remember?)
Put on your dancin' shoes or somethin cause you sure can't rhyme

(Big up, big up!)
're doin, man
Don't give a damn if the squares don't understand
You let em tell you what to say and what to write
Your whole career'll be over by tomorrow
you're creative and broke
I know, I know, money don't solve problems but
Influence don't stop Sallie Mae from calling
It's enough to drive a brother
comes back up like some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers
I was zippin' through the city and I don't give a fuck
1994
past the bouncer with the stun gun
I gots to get some lyrics off my chest so let me run one
Cause who's bad? not Michael Jackson when I asked him
I
persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip, hoes dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the mics
to the jungles of the East popping that yang
You won't survive get live catching wreck is our thing
I don't gang bang or shoot out bang bang
The relentless lyrics
persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip, hoes dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the mics
persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip, hoes dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the mics
I live it to the fullest 'til I'm Swayze
And you only live it once, so I'm thinkin' 'bout this nice, nice lady
Wait, no, stop me now before I get
captivated
Just by the way that you keep lickin' 'em dicks like her lips I'm agitated, aggravated
To the point you don't suck my dick, then you're gonna get
persist
You'll get your snotbox bust you press up on this
I flip, hoes dip, none of the real niggas skip
You don't know enough math to count the mics