Lyrics:
, woah
Why you mad? Oh, you mad? What you mad fa?, but you mad
Michael Jackson, Billie Jean, Bitch I'm bad, yeah, oh, yeah, I'm bad
Peep the swag, You
right by me, just like my strap on side of me
Call you my shorty, my boo
Baby don’t do no titles
Think I’m too young for the truth but we both from
Haha, you got the moves like Michael Jackson
Haha, I swear you move like you relaxing
Haha, are you laughing or reacting?
Haha, too much power in
This is Seymour Schwartz reporting for WJOO
I'm outside the residence of Michael Jackson
All these meshuganas are throwing
Flowers at his house
persistence
I am the day Ice Cube met Michael Jackson
Keep him away, huh? Something might happen
This is the making of a masterpiece
So we broke out the chains
the nigga that be gettin' rappers heated
I'm j-ro, and my style is darker than a mole
My rhyme is so hot you got to stop drop and roll
All the liks
to the wifi
On his mattress is casket
Padded on his timeline
Let me go
And let you know
That Little bro I'm feeling you
To be honest all the shit i do ain't
(Bamboo)
No, you got to speak into the mic, see you freezing up
(Bamboo)
All right let them know
And what you coming here for in the booth to do?
(Rap)
the puppets do
This is coming to you directly
From The Soul Assassins no strings attached
I spark like a blunt's tip, somethin' cavi
Makin' Greene like Mitch
Illuminate Cree
Own lane avenue, Shakespeare's is what I do, kill purposely, kill purposely
Bad as she wanna be silhouette official Michael Jackson issues,
and grooving like Michael
You made a Slave To the Rhythm that's all I know
Everything we do is motherfucking classic
Back at it with the crew boom bap shit
where to go now
Don't know what to do now
I'm sorry Miss Jackson
2nd verse: Jay LaMark
Look, Yo
Send all them shots up my way
& think I'm bout to run
an Airbnb for the weekend
She's fine, ain't scared to eat it
Michael Jackson, beat it
Bad from the head to the feet, toes pink
I thought moving back
food stamps or baby mamas or the Maury show that time coming remember Jackson 5 before Michael Jackson diedHe said it's easy as 1 2 3 you got me running
Crocodile
I go moon walk for de mile
Look with a smile
How do you all feel me now ?
Be like 1-2 step
I feel like Michael Jackson (oh yeah)
Shaking the place
the charts with my pain
Five hundred mil and I fall back in the 6ix
Finally give you niggas the space you need to exist
Michael Jackson shit, but the palace
to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? A joke? You smoking crack?
'Fore I do that, I'd beg Mariah to take me
and Brodie all we know is ball, I don't think this'll work
Hard times, man this shit average to a god
I'll deal with the pain, 'cause all you see is fire in my
Baby, are you new in town?
My name is Tim
Aka Thomas Crown
I heard you're lost
Do you know your way around?
If you gotta problem, baby, I can hold ya
Baby, are you new in town?
My name is Tim
Aka Thomas Crown
I heard you're lost
Do you know your way around?
If you gotta problem, baby, I can hold ya
don't trust none of y'all
And these hoes worthless by the gutter ball
Any beat I'm a fuckin' dog
I can't stop this shit for nothin' y'all
Bitches like you
gonna be that way
Little girl you've been down here so long
I can tell by the way that you move you belong to
The Jackson Cage
Down in Jackson Cage
...oh, hey! What! Dave, is that you? Yeah? What day is it? Saturday. Saturday? What do you mean, I've been
in here a week? I have? I don't
(Hey, Hey, Yea)
Walking around with that tooly
And I'm feeling kinda moody
Michael Jackson ima movie
Bitch I'm dripping like Jacuzzi
The Pool
Bitch
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