Lyrics:
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
type of slow jam.
You know the kinda where they used to romance.
When Luther used to sing like 'baby'
And Michael made the world go crazy.
I need
rock
make your heart stop cause I'm bout it
Jack you like a New Jersey drive
My niggaz are always down for that who ride, I ride
Creep with these
And keep throwin' money til shorty gon' touch her toes
I'ma keep it real with you baby you bad
Kinda like Michael Jackson you bad
If you was my girl and left
And keep throwin' money til shorty gon' touch her toes
I'ma keep it real with you baby you bad
Kinda like Michael Jackson you bad
If you was my girl and left
admit though
Sometimes
I would listen
To the radio
Debbie Gibson
Tell me that you think
We're all alone
Michael Jackson's
In the mirror
I've
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
no imitations
Dre losin' his stack is slim as chances
Of Michael Jackson gettin' his
Black fans back my reputation's like a TEC-9
Knock out the best in
to shine on my time, forget it
Hear me on radio, live vocally do edits
E-swift scratchin and threading, with supreme unleaded
Only the best out the likwit
Bitch im michael Jackson bad
I be done catch a case
Get on billie jean ass for fucking wit my bae
Im a smooth criminal I aint come to play
Yeah you
role of a
Bitch, like Michael Jackson
" Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' "
Holla at my crew and they perish
Who do you cherish? Got that ass in my sight
lowriders to Henny toasters
Cut off dead weight to
Keep my formulas kosher
Accept no imitations Dre losin his stack
Is slim as chances
Of Michael Jackson
type of slow jam.
You know the kinda where they used to romance.
When Luther used to sing like 'baby'
And Michael made the world go crazy.
I need
cause the flow is so pure
I’m the best kept secret like the cancer cure
Told my girl she’s the baddest in the world for sure
Cause I don’t want her
Michael Jackson, and New Era
Her mom was real cool she would let me stay over
I hope she’s doing good now we’re all getting older
When I look back
We were
here with me, Come here with me yeah
Rockin' out when you rock my world
You're not like all them other girls
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Come here bae lemme rock your
aint my type
Finna kill em Michael Jackson man this sum light
Slimed out by your mans that aint even right
Brodie sitting up the road he still sending
you have right now?
WEST: Well, influence isn't my definition of
Success it's a
By-product of my creativity i just
Want to create more i would be
Fine
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
did the race
Okay Was in her jeans but billy Jean that kid is not for me
Y the hell would I pay for it you already came for free
You rock my world but
and flip it kind of simple
Brothers say, "That's fat," and do it on the demo
From a demo to a promo now a hit on the radio
Next thing you know, they'll
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
radio
Spin my jam when I'm cruisin' down the bario
Turn my audio up, create a party yo
(Hey DJ would you play my song)
And get ma rock get ma roll
the volume
Just let the drum and bass control you
We nah go rock nor roll you
Cause reggae are the roots from old school
And so you can't play me no fool, no
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