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fuckin' mouth (he won't)
Live at the Oscars, you can't make up this story
Her boo August Alsina got beat up by Tory
Jada probably called him to see if he

My son's name is Michael Justice Ajani Sterling
Michael after his grandfather, not to mention Jordan, Jackson, and Tyson
See, he came out fighting

my album dropped I'd only make big moves
Now you see me on the TV being Michael Jackson smooth
Okay hold up wait a minute
You don't know how I did it

Jackson and "Remember the Time" (do you remember?)
Put on your dancin' shoes or somethin', 'cause you sure can't rhyme

(Big up big up) enter new

Luther? JFK? Shoot you—you assassin
Is it Jackie? Is it Jesse? Oh, I know it's Michael Jackson—oh
When shit hit the fan, is you still a fan?
When shit hit

niggas phony
You know I’m off the chain you can’t hold me
Ridin thru traffic on the chobee
Sccrrtt switch lanes on the police
Body slam the game mick Foley

the life, vanilla wafers in a villa
Illest nigga alive, Michael Jackson's Thriller

But baby, it's amazin' I'm in a maze with you
I just can't crack your

for the weekend
She's fine, ain't scared to eat it
Michael Jackson, beat it
Bad from the head to the feet, toes pink
Smoking on some diesel
It's gon'

Said if I can't win What the hell, I done took too many L's in my life
And I can't have you, if I can't win
What the hell
I ain't in
If I can't win

the closest thing she get to seeing Michael Jackson
Being broke ain't funny, give a fuck if you Michael Blackson
Acting ass nigga, naturally he finna pull

tummy, she bring it right back

Oh my God
Aight
Aight
Get fucked by the nigga, nigga Michael Jackson

Shorty in the back, she like it when I hit my Michael

my friend
Michael Jackson
Michael Jackson, might go thriller, might go menace
My play villain, they keep talkin
I put points up by the minute
Flick

me with a brave soul
I’m a black man with no slave goals
Can't left over not a day old (mmm mmm)

If you nor know better take notes
Love lasts longer

uhh- if you feeling me
Soliloquy's Nineteen-Ninety Six til Infinity 

My Mob Psycho killin' y'all Michael 
Jackson Jordan Tyson Myers
Pliers the way

or treating, huh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Michael Jackson with the choppa, make it beat it, beat it, uh (Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh-huh)
Shooting like a soccer ball,

Michael Jackson bad with the big bag
Big bank take little bank throw it in the bag
If you got a main man I can't be on the bench bitch
I don't mess with

the stale face
Boy, I'm bad like Michael Jackson
With the pale face you got that "nigga
I'm about to take a L" face
Never too complex
But I use my gift

Tell me that you love me, tell me that you need it
Michael Jackson in that pussy, beat it
You know when I'm in it, you know that's my weakness
I'll

I'm a smooth criminal like Michael pockets full of Jacksons
Baby wanna get lit, shit what's happening?
Baby wanna get lit, shit let's do it
She said I'm

with Michael Jackson
With 3-D IMAX I can't wait to see haters reaction
If you didn't get it ,then you didn't need it
And everything in this world happens

reaction.
If you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson.

Everybody, if you can, do the Bartman.
Oh, yeah!
Shake your body, turn it out if you

hungry check their appetite (Outta sight)
Niggas get it twisted acting really sleight
On some Michael Jackson syndromes
Cause they went from black to white

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

paid attention to those
That be laughing
Trying to hurt me Calling me Michael Jackson
Label me after the prince
Ehat you expect to happen
Working real