Lyrics:
run off
i love living like a criminal
michael jackson
IMA SMOOTH
CRIM-INAL
and im bad
off these drugs
i go fucking mad
i b in my bag
i b
young Quincy Jones, dark skin Michael Jackson
And these the motherfuckers that they packaged
Their new shit all be sounding like my past shit
Bring
a
A young nigga as consistent
As you that has affected the world in
Such a positive way since, you know
Michael Jackson
And then, when you've finally got
All our childhood dreams found a way to fade away
Tyler Perry movies dawg, and Michael Jackson videos
My aunt Becky passed on my pride, won't let me
you you can't do "The Butt" off this music
You can't do "The Wop," can't do nuttin' else off it
Can't do the "Michael Jackson"
Only thing you can do
would come record it
With phonetic clone software who ever woulda thought it?
But I included numbers in my rap unsupported
By their new OS that's why OS
by
(Devin Clark)
Domestic violence isn't always committed by the guy
(Jerwarren Jackson)
All we desire is peace
(Elijah McClain)
Don't chase me round
DNA
I got demons, pain and enemies inside my DNA
I got passion, guts and action tucked inside my DNA
I got pints of Michael Jackson's blood inside my
a drive-by.
Niggas catchin' tantrums,because your girl's never safe around
The midnight phantom.
They predicted I'm-a fall,
They must be down with Michael
'em
I know y'all in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rappin records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
[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,
Over 21 still a savage
No drive by walk out and blast em
Make em dance like Michael Jackson
I need a poetic Janet Jackson
Be yo Pac give you thug passion
the passion
Open your mind and see all the magic
I am way too smooth
I moonwalk like Michael Jackson
That means I'm one of a kind (one of a kind)
And everybody
Michael Jackson going thriller
I still rock a nation, like I was signed to Jigga
Fall back nigga I ain't sweet I'm bitter
We got bigger fish to fry
Though
but somehow I got by.
Creflo prayed, Mike Vick payed,
Bobby Brown strayed, Whitney lost weight.
Kimbo Slice on da pad when I write,
Dat may why
[Repeat x7]
I'm sing-ing-ing-ing in the rain ain ain
Ah ah ah ah ah
I start with a rhyme as I enter your mind
I hit so hard even Michael Jackson
came to drop it
The prophet is to love each other
Michael Jordan/Jackson, Cosby money, Oprah
They got our love by go get Africa
[Lord Superb]
Harmony,
not loved by everybody
Michael Jackson, one of world's renowned entertainers of all time
Was and I believe even in death is still not loved by everybody
'all in the mood, just go with the flow
And I can play rapping records and all disco
Like "Beat It," "Billie Jean," by Michael Jackson
Or the Treacherous
Michael Jackson when I told em beat it tho
People in the street all they do is peter roll
Every single day shit be repeating bro
Young ones in the streets
you can't stand me
Is it because I'm the main Jackson
And y'all just Titos and Randys? (Yes, it is!)
Bless the kid who hold his own head and expect
Abarionthebeat no mans land
Young Michael wit it
Craftsmanship and pure greatness
Is What I exhibit
Jordan or Jackson
Doesn’t matter
You gotta
laughing while I sip wine
Yeah I'm the youngest undefeated
Been real ever since a fetus
These rappers acting like some Michael Jackson's I tell them beat it
We gotta survive, we've gotta get by
Ours dreams are low, that's why we get so high
I'm tired of living a lie
Our lives are fucked up, we're livin'
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