Lyrics:
bide lady bide
For there's a nowhere you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
Why do you sit there lady fair
All in
Mic El Jah Sun
My name is Michael Jackson, perfect mix of white and black skin
Nose carved by the finest craftsmen
Moonwalk across ice in Aspen,
When I step out know I gotta be the flyest
Kill the scene so they call it Michael Myers
Smoke so much that you can say that I’m your highness
And she
CHORUS:
Hold on wait a minute/
I’m moving up wit the Jeffersons/
You keeping up wit the Joneses/
Papa smurf on my president/
Jaden Smith with
If the shoe fit then wear it
If you can fit two then pair it
If you don't think we in need
You probably part of the problem
It's only justice we
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
confession has meant nothing)
Ron and Mary
Ann Coulter
Michael Jackson
Ted Bundy
Mother Teresa
Timothy Loehmann
Harvey Weinstein
Jeffrey Epstein
Will Smith
by the drums
You know its it
Told yall we would never quit
New coupe
Dark tints
Black shades
Jordan kicks
Fresh prince, will smith
The money go flip
you're addicted to it yeah like a psycho
But when you're smoothing and grooving like Michael
You made a Slave To the Rhythm that's all I know
She said
diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody
a fact that you're walkin' outta the ring to the backstage locker room
With another W added to the record
And for the record every second that people doubt
Call me Young Bull like the 85’ Michael, Michael, Michael why these niggas like you and why these niggas spite you I don’t really know I just keep it
stacks
Sixty M's later and three hunnid tax
Still losing weight with the south on my back, nigga
I pray you play by the rules
I came so close
You don't want smoke
Hit a nigga w a pole, uh choke
Desert eagle what I tote, broke
Hey hey you lying no you broke, joke
Bitches took you for a joke
of the Year Show. Well the competitors will be off in a moment
so let me just identify for you.
(Close up on competitors)
Vivian Smith-Smythe-Smith (E.I..)
and gouge his fuckin' eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot, hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts
Drop you dead
and gouge his fuckin' eyes out
I'm insane by a longshot, hey
Chuckwick Bill, a.k.a. Charles Libre
A short nigga with some lonnnnng nuts
Drop you dead
Shaw and Samantha
Nelson record their part for Find Your Wings
I feel like rap has a timestamp
On it you could listen
To My Cheri Amor by Stevie
Wonder
to Will
Ordained have been these blessings, but my Smith
Been married to my Wesson, on my music journey
Get in my way I'll teach you a lesson, these rappers
the 80s
Level of success based on my level of risk
You've been yelling for the lyricist
Then reveling this
Old school hip-hop a beat and a rhyme
Some
that you see?
Boy you like Elf on the Shelf
Thinkin' we cool you get melted
Detrimental for ya health
Championship I win the belt
Whippin' water, Michael
give me a soul implant (2x)
paid for by a credit card (2x)
then I'll get a second soul (2x)
paid for by a credit card (2x)
then I'll get a good
recognize me by my stance
I'm regal like Vegeta
You can call me the Prince of all Saiyans
I don't have time for the fake friends
Fake love Fake energy
Keep
I'm coming..
(Chorus)
I feel like Michael Myers in this bitch.
cnd they know I'm as psycho as it gets.
I feel like Michael Myers in this bitch.
cnd
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