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yo dad you copy all my moves though
All my moves uh
Feel like Michael Jackson moonwalking I'm too smooth uh
I'm a mad villain RIP to MF Doom uh
Ego

Momma worked her whole life and never got a bag
I'm feeling Michael Jackson bad
Shit is sad
But an immigrant coming from the poverty in Haiti
Carrying

Michael Jackson (I'll be that famous)
They gon frame us put us on a wall (I'll be that famous)
Media houses, topping charts (I'll be that famous)

acton 
Moonwalk Michael Jackson
Beat it up no caping 
No more looking sassy 
Look at you 
Just float away 
You shining like an angel bay 
I say
I see you

the fake
Jake could keep the snakes
I just want the bag
I'm Michael Jackson bad
When the mic is in my hand
Might convince a man
To cut the middle man
I'm off

the residuals
Smoother than Michael Jackson
You could say that I'm a criminal
A Crazy individual
All My rhymes is pivotal
Paving the way with these beats

puppy
No really I have a puppy yeah
I am still a kid myself
No Michael Jackson, Peter Pan
Anthony Fantano better
Rate this a ten, yuh
I be making racks
I

gon' make that boy dance, Michael Jackson
Niggas is mad cause the paper I'm stackin'
It's gettin' real messy, think I need a napkin
Told that boy

Niggas can say the shit niggas can rap it
But I know these niggas ain’t getting no action
Know ima make it and no I’m not basic
I’m really the one

the bish went in
That's when the dick went in
Watch that shit go in

I beat it up
Like I'm Michael Jackson (heee heee)
The difference is imma get a black son

baby fide
But he ain't got no flaws
But if his baby mama hating
Walk her like dog
Oh tied ass hoe chew some bubble gum
The way my shit be sticky icky he

Michael Jackson, Billie Jean
Young nigga, sippin' lean, girl, you not a queen, oh no ya mother a dope fiend
Young Nola, oh, he good, oh, he good, yeah, yeah

up on TVs YUHH
Probably a few magazines
you a cover girl 
Like fuck do you mean? you hot gyal 
a savage 
bad Ting, Like Billie Jean 
no Michael Jackson

an average light skin yeah
They be on me for no reason, always been a real bitch
They start to see it, Michael Jackson to the pussy cause I beat it
Ayy, hella

David? Mm (Nah)
Boy them niggas full of shit
I could walk around and act like we cool
But that ain't making me no money and it wouldn't for you
I'm inside

how I do it myself
I got the drip feelin like Michael Phelps 
I just shuffle the cards that I'm dealt
All by myself yea all by myself
All by myself

heart out my chest made a mess ain't no surgeon
Oh well that's her loss ain't gone touch this cash that I been splurgin
Oh well that's her loss now I wake

hard to get, you are
But can you do a favor for me?
Tell me what it is, what it is,
That you bring to the table for me?
Look,
Ain't no more schemin', no

what I do ain't very light tho
I'm SRE, no typo
Why they like to judge with their eyes closed?
Man got a heart like a child tho
Like a parent, protect

for me I can't find your corner
I ain't spotting up, I ain't getting comfy
I been racing tortoises, my tracks are muddy
I lapped them by a couple

Stuck up in a fast lane and I'm tryna get out switch the route right to the house
No these niggas wont  take me out Gotta play my part, you know I

Yeah,
Cause like you I got some desires
Watch me add fuel to the fire
Lately been chasing my dreams
It ain't no wonder I'm tired
This shit ain't what

drive no whips I own, so they all look way too dusty
If me and Gallest go St. Michael, the gyal come way too fussy, crushy
Man said they would do this

Same team since lullabies
See a bunch of guys
But ain't none of mines
In the same crew
Like the wonder guys
Ain't no new additions
To the Jackson 5