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[Chorus]
Michael from mountains
Go where you will go to
Know that I will know you
Someday I may know you very well
Michael brings you
People call me the boogeyman
People say that i'm not real
What they seem to forget is
I'm michael myers
You can run but you can't hide
You can never
her, I'll eat her
Do anything to please her
My ghetto queen of Sheba
I'm the type that'll get you by the fireplace
Get you hype when I lick it, put
Unieś świat w górę tak by nas parkiet porwał
Pójdzie wsad runie dach czuję smak rzemiosła
Trójek grad w górę skacz tak jak Michael Jordan
Czujesz
I Michael Jackson Dance
Moonwalking in her pants
I heard that shawty "Bad"
Now she hoppin' in the cab
I Michael Jackson Dance
Moonwalking in her
You are the melody to this song
You are the lyrics I sing
The air that I breath
My Butterfly
Ain't nobody on Earth like my girl
Michael Jackson bad you
me beat the dope up like i'm Michael
Keep an automatic rifle
Got the trap house lit like a lighter
Fuck ya bitch and i make her go viral
Been killing
Life Being A Color
(Michael)
Don't Tell Me You Agree With Me
When I Saw You Kicking Dirt In My Eye
Hee, hee
But, If
You're Thinkin' About My Baby
It
Better get it through your head
I'm leaving you dead
Drowned weighted with lead
Cuz I'm a psycho psycho psycho psycho
Michael Myers Michael Myers
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
by 6 if you keep helping 12
You ain't all bout the gang you just one with the snitches
Michael Kors
Christian dior dior
Fuck around we might just shoot
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
my heart feels?
It's the deepest thing
When somebody you love dies
I just wanted
To give something back to you
Gift to gift
Michael, michael
carrying 2 million tons of coal
I'm about to see school buses going by
Fuck Rod
These texts are brought to you by the letters Fuck Rod
I bet Rod has kids
the middle
Belittle the spittle I give you and I promise you it'll
Be a lot of things but it wont be beneficial
Hit you with dope lines every time I whittle
"Your future, your future, I would tell to you.
Your future, you often have asked me.
Your true love will die by your own right hand.
And Crazy Man
it Huey Newton or Detroit Red?
Is it Martin Luther? JFK? Shooter—you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson—oh
When
'll see you around)
Michael Praytor
Michael Praytor
Michael Praytor
Michael Praytor
So random
Who knows why some satellites
Come by and then they
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
She bad I feel like Michael
Read my phone she said "I like you"
One night she'll love me by noon
Come here ill turn out the lights soon
She bad I
Kit, where you goin'?
Sorry, Michael, it's Rick the Ruler
I have to go (are you ready?)
Lights, camera, action, you're on
Get old Ricky D,
Your future, your future I would tell to you
Your future you often have asked me
Your true love will die by your own right hand
And crazy man Michael
that you do
Because stupid is how everybody sounded
Nigga you think you know me, but only if you knew me
Homie, you would leave me by my lonely
I
left my family and I left my home in the hickory and the ash and the oak
And they shipped us off to a broken world where the dust would make you choke
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