Lyrics:
Because Michael noskcaJ squeezed up on some little kid's balls
What you consider drama
Ain't all that, it's just that you're wack
We can intergalactic
My singular purpose is swerving perfect
Cell games free radical divided by survival
I can't take that ride, nigga, that's a suicide
Dr pepper with
you'll learn why
That no matter the round, never give up on the fight
Through the hard times that I, I know
Sweet chariot swing low
Rock bottom, now
Teacher, Wise Intelligent
Tell me teacher where you been?
Make a way for me to go for mine!
Like Barry White in the Secret Garden
Am I gonna rock em? Pardon?
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) It's the Roc
(C'mon) Let's rock
(C'mon)
Things got too hot so I jumped off in this rap shit
who doing the most
I don't need to brag and boast
I'm out on the road
I don't rock Gucci or Prada
White T that's props to my father
I had to learn
So they can hear, everything that you say when you ain't home
I guess, Michael Jackson was right, you are not alone
Rock your hardhat black 'cause
thinking they can take Sharief
They be leaving the club with no fronts like Michael Spinks
On a stretcher like the page format, head bath
Bubbling in
without a trace, no DNA, no, not a drop
'Cause me and Dre and 50, we will never get caught by the cops
CSI, they hate us, but they gotta give a lot
the band
It was a really fun song
Rockin' Robin
Rock, rock
Rockin' Robin
He made me a cassette tape
And I wish I could find it
But at the end of the tape
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
the time I
by the time I turn 25, the time I learn to drive
oh, I'm behind the curve 'cause I'm not famous as a child alright
I have a thought: it's alright
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
governed by his other half
The part of this prince his is love everlast
The heart of his intuition is above never absent
Caspian Sea rapping emcee
song
Let's appreciate it while it's on
For every soldier who got hit by a
Roadside bomb and lost an arm
If you got an arm put your fuckin'
Arm in the sky
two-seat six-inch heels by Gucci
When a player land, ma, scoop me
No luggage, I shopped in
California sun on my skin
As the rocks blind traffic that I'm in
This ain't no red flag
Shooters in red rags
Looters in Hermes
Mask on you still see I'm the future
But I had to learn not to judge a man by his past
MICHAEL!
Remember the time? We was bad killing them off them walls
Staring at the man in the mirror with all the p.y.t's
But they ain't never cared
soon as she think the cock Asian (caucasian)
I turn that white girl to a crack rock
Make her feind for it
Billie Jean for it
Michael Jackson, Janet
gazelles don't lean on my nose
Drivin' by the clubs gleamin' and go
Heads turn it's a freak show
I need them to know When will they learn
Nas need a queen
Just to watch you veg
Me and Ryan Gosling got somethin' in common
We both fly as fuck and rock with the Mormons
She wormin' that shit with that shit in
multi-colored leaves
Mountain ranges that survive through the ages
Plus show expressions of time on rock faces
Now gaze up towards the glorious sky
Only
Johnson, you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs.
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