Lyrics:
Success
[Mr. Lif]
This is rock bottom why yall, I never expected it
In order to be businesslike you must meet the prerequisite
Leave your
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
I'm Kaotic
Kaotic, yeah hoe, I'm Kaotic
We kill the killers
Nothing but thrillers
That's what I call Kaotic
Dear Michael
Do you think you're psycho
With
voice so I'm keeping these hits up
Can't light your life up if you just gonna switch up
I got big dreams yeah that's why I can't give up
Rolling with
myself
(I like my sex by myself)
I like that shit with no help
(I like that shit with no help)
And if you like the rhymes I brang
Then sing along with
really matter
Who's the first or the second batter
What you got mixed in your batter
I'm finna drop that fatter data
Look, I ain't really ever told y
"He did it again, Michael Jordan - the greatest player of all time"
I’m feelin Like Mike man I’m feelin like Jordan
I lay the pipe and then dip by
of War Is Moving Stealth
If I Told Y'all Everything
Martin Lawrence You'd Run Tell Dat
Piranhas Bite ct cnything
Y'all Carnivorous Deadliest Catch
I
And that's why your sitting there by the telephone
And you know that she ain't going to call you!
So you put on the TV and you're watching Johnny Carson
is already me
But who are y'all tryna be
You can do you that's not for me I'm crowned
I'm all right with me
Look
Got my own plans
I make my own moves
that you did
So why you making him big?
His mother is a virgin or what?
If not, then it is not
Logical not to do the shit you want, get me?
Stop making
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
and I ain't got long
But while I'm here (uh), y'all gon' burn
Peep how I finished money (what?) And y'all gon' learn
All week you been talking about
foreign
Feel me
And see, that's where everybody getting me wrong at, you know what I mean?
I got that heat rock, for real
Why do you think other
ain't foreign
Feel me
And see, that's where everybody getting me wrong at, you know what I mean?
I got that heat rock, for real
Why do you think
paid I'm feeling right today/
Said I need a hundred million dollars right away/
Bring that green, bring that lean, bring that sprite okay/
Why you
to put on instrumentals just to wax a kid
Off the mental gettin looser than a gentle laxative
Side Effect I leave emcees boggled
By my lyrical blizzard you
hearses
This that murder music, in the stu', I'm with a weapon
You can never kill me by yourself
You gon' need at least ten features
And even will all
gonna turn my bitch mode on
I've got a song by this name, you may have sung along
I've learned to do what I love, and inspire too
I'm giving y
rockin'
A c'mon everybody get ready to rock
A sure shot, a body rockin'
A c'mon everybody
Dogghouse in ya mouth
(We'll make you go away)
Dogghouse
Cause that's how we do
At this night we gon' rock it all yo
Life of a idol, Fucking top models
Jackson or Jordan, i wanna be like Michael
A lot
by William Loren Katz
Take it back anything by Dr cornel West
You need to go get that
Michael Eric Dyson, all his books
Go get all of that
Henry Louis
that, what you expect?
Young dude done paid bills with them advancement checks
Honey's screamin' they want more than sex, I'm like "Why me?"
Find out
of your parents side by side in I.C.U (everybody lose)
Closed casket so they can't have a proper wake
Don't interfere with family business, that's how we
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