Lyrics:
throw this metronidazole dipped in alcohol down your hole
Because they call me
Michael Mol
I'm a doctor but I do my own
Yeah they call me Michael Mol
lies behind this desire.... "freedom from guilt.”"
The marketing zeitgeist has women craving this thing that they intrinsically know is stupid. Needless
funky Christmas
Ho, ho, ho, this is the MC Santa Claus and my elf, little Joe
Yeah, merry Christmas, merry Christmas, we gonna kick the ballistics
Yeah
Dubai was a hit
These rappers are dogs
And I'm Michael Vick
Every Song is a banger
I'm Stipp not a Witt
It's not my dads campfire
These songs
I've got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got some shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind
I've got the timbos on the toes and this is how it goes
Oh one two, oh my god
One two, oh my god, I've got some shit
I've got the kung fu grip behind
with quick words, throw bricks of wit, this pick is yours
All my fans, they pump the fist, get lit, and flip the bird
All my jams, they bump and kick
some bread, just to tuck it my g
Don't even matter, i can see that gold is turning to green
I take shots at the goals like i'm playing for keeps i keep
last The splintered crystal of my prime Is now a bell that will not chime The crystallising thoughts of youth They flood my mind and show me truth My
the night
is another girl's paradise
through twists and turns
Jasmine foxed me in her grove
arms filled with honey-bells,
st michaels sanford bloods
you have
Is this hell or heaven?
Is this hell or heaven?
I've been over working, now my music playing
Heard the news is spreading and my life is changing
After
the light and living, people, this is my new religion
I am drifting, do you mind? (Drifting, drifting)
Touching the divine (Drifting, drifting)
When I close
This round won for the titles
I'm going toe to toe with my rivals
Putting on my clothes, yeah
I'm ready for the moment
I'm bobbing and I'm weaving got me
spirits bright
What fun it is to ride and sing
A sleighing song tonight.
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way,
Oh what fun it is to ride
In
the way.
HA! HA! HA!
Bells on bob-tails ring, making spirits bright,
What fun it is to ride and sing a sleighing song tonight.
OH!
[Chorus]
Jingle
Michael Sanford bloods
"You have come to discover what you want"
What I want is not to want what isn't mine
"But I am desire" when it all is said
to the king and said :
Your Majesty !
Here is the Bell, which the evil spirits used,
they will never come to the forest ever again.
I am happy to hear this
the burner
This my album man, I hope y'all listening
I hope you woke up this morning and you played this song
And by the end of it, you knew exactly what you
Michael Jackson Cover
Written and Composed by Michael Jackson.
Rap Lyrics by Bill Bottrell.
Produced by Michael Jackson and Bill Bottrell.
Aaow
Hickety pickety don't pick my pockets
Pull a rabbit out my brain, the Pinky on me
Pikachu peek-a-boo you see me
Covering my face my shame is creeping on me
Straight up collected it, cool and calm
crowbar in my hand and my skeleton brick still works like a charm
Who's the rawest?
My shit is flawless
Had to be
They'll listen for the bell
With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell
(What are you afraid of?)
And what are you made of? (Flesh and bone)
Jaleel Jackson
Let out my suicide thoughts
This is my life homie I'm a die lost
Look Jesus died for a cause
But unfortunately the reasoning was lost
bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony
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