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wanna be like Michael
A lot of money, just feel like Pablo
Fam, be careful what you say
Or will you talk to my rifle
I'm kinda evil, like a Diablo
Me

No I ain't tryna die young
So I gotta keep the fire
Mask on Michael myers
Smoking cookies got me higher
Tell mani pass me that lighter
You know that

this or something like that? (yeah I-)
I think I should
Going nuts like I'm a taxi driver
Or Michael Dappah
Cuz I'm going stupid
"You muppet" like

I'll Be Back for More

Natural

Keep It Natural

2002

Written by: Bob Curiano


(Marc & Michael)
After what I said I'm sorry
Can't believe I said we're through
Don't know what got into me girl
Guess I'm just

every thing that I say with a grain of salt bae
I can hear your angry just by in the way you talk
Wait
Try to get me for crazy but that is you part
Ain't

Power Circle

Rick Ross

Maybach Music Group Presents Self Made, Vol. 2: The Untouchable Empire

2012

If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee

spiritual essence
And he goes by the name of, uh
Hood

Check your rhyme, punk that ass or get got, F it (shit)
I lick buckshots, Hood, madman, I rip up

on two-five
Or your big brother put you on like surprise
Hearing my hood described
So vivid you could see it by closing your eyes
Maybe it was the age

Graffiti Limbo

Michelle Shocked

Short Sharp Shocked

1988

(Now, I wrote this song for Michael Stewart. 
Michael Stewart was a young black graffiti artist 
Who was arrested while writing graffiti on a subway

Summer Girls

Kidz Bop Kids

Kidz Bop

2001

Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer
Do you remember?
Do you remember
When we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block
Had

KEEP US YOUNG
AS PERFORMED BY LOCKELAND
WRITTEN BY KYNDON OAKES, MARK VIKINGSTAD & MICHAEL BORIS

THERE'S A HARVEST MOON SHINING OVER A CORNFIELD
TWO

that party
Bands I throw
Yo bitch all up on the kid, man, she too throwed
I threw diamonds on my neck, I wasn't impressed by that lil gold
We on crazy

ten tomorrow (What genius is not crazy)
What genius is not crazy
Call after call after call after call
But you never answer
Do you think I'm a liar
Do

lala

Rolling ops in my zaza

Wockhardt

In my cup 



Im sippin by the fucking plaza 

Bitch I’m in Jamaica and I’m smoking with the rastas 

Big

diamonds dancin' like I'm Famous Amos
I got hits like Devin Haney, feel like Michael how I made it
I be jumpin' off the stage with all my chains, they

Yeah, I like it when the girls
Stop by in the summer do you remember?
Do you remember when we met, last summer?
New Kids On The Block had a bunch

Solo Ride but my bitch still by my side
Late at night when u feel alive
But still not living life (Oh u might)
Man I see the light but cannot see it

ask for no help
Finna run up these bands all by myself
Got a bunch of bad hoes under my belt
Lately, feel like they ain't care about how I felt
Say fuck

In the industry
I don't give a fuck what you did
This is my house
Take off your shoes when you walk in my crib
Niggas talk crazy to Hitman
And I'm

then my work ethic increased
Elevated to levels I ain't ever seen
Stackin' this cream, livin' the American dream now
I'm goin' crazy, I ain't slept in

staying by my side so I don't need nobody else
But that's the stubborn in me I'm no good at getting help
I'm still swimming laps around these niggas Michael

to paint these movies fooling in my dreams
Another masterpiece, I'm Picasso baby
Scorsese, Basquiat, Bay action crazy
Jordan or Michael Jack, more than

Represent

Show & A.G.

Jackpot

2003

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

This is the tale about Michael
Grew up to be nobody from
The dirty streets of Columbia
South Carolina this is
The tale told by Savage Bros
Lord Lhus