Lyrics:
to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna
She tell her dad I'm a doctor, I think that she clueless
I only play one on tv like I'm a young George
I'm like Matthew McConaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She
Ahem
Gather round everybody
Let me tell you what happened to Schlerb
On our way from Earth
Oooh, we were stopped
By a cop
Casey, Dan and Schlerb ere
the music plays louder
George Michael echoing until it gets dour
In the company of the mannequins
You could have sent a text back
I could have backup planned
thought you were so invincible
Four o'clock in the morning
Before the break of dawn
Michael left forever
From the town where he was born
And I woke
We could meet at the hotel
I got told on by my closest dawg that I know well
Rap game turned to bunch of coke heads, bunch of old heads, couple new
bang nigga
Yeah, nigga
And if the devil die today, I'mma treat it like it's a holiday
Bout the Michael Jackson, beat it, I mean it, I got a powder day
if
It's me ya ain't likin'
The last great debate I had
Was with Michael Eric Dyson
Call me a dumb rapper girl stop, pardon me
You be hard pressed
terrible weather
Nobody does it better than I, so approved by Carly Simon
Most rappers is real hard, but still hardly rhymin'
To all, rise and shine, give
A black man broken by the system that was set
Thinking freedom was the debt, but the payment was death
By the authority I thought was meant to protect
ghost writin’ my bars
Bromance in advance your given chance to my heart
I'm on tour, PGA
You've been a birdie by my side from our beginning days
Acronym
kills black bros
You kill George Floyd, say you ain't racist 'cause told your friends you like Michael Jordan
I haven't been grateful for being alive,
the gospel message we're spitting in the booth
So if you really want your stressing relieved
Have faith like George Michael man confess and believe
Lend us
tonight
(Let's get it)
Yo, I can write rhymes in my phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like
phone and sell it on eBay
I moved up like George, ayo Weezy (hahahaha)
My punchlines hit like Gervonta in the ring
And when you swing, it's little
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
Cause girl if it's me than I hope you believe I could be all you need and more
This is that Martin and Gina
Michael and Janet
Whitley, Dwayne
Davina
But just for the record
I don't believe in time
I'm not waiting for the messiah
He won't be here in time
I like sunshine, but don't need gold stars
God was right by his side side
Hey
We really miss you
We really miss you
We really miss you
We really miss you
This song is a tribute to Michael from
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
sometimes we gotta find our creator
I defeated Father Time, was raised by Mother Nature
In the projects, tenement walls, sudden withdrawals
A true rebel is
be if you truly believe
you could of turned around and saw me down on one knee
said that you always stand by me
but nowadays it's you I don't see
Find The Faith...
Oh there's definitely an Art Of Dying...
And I'll show You All The Way.
(*the Death begins*)
(Fade In Micha'El's Chant)
Oh Death...
And when I'm rollin' by
Niggas can't see me
The stares of a million pairs of eyes
And you'll never realize
You can't see me
Been gettin' word that
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