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does, well, then it's the last I'll ever write you
Since this letter will only be used after my death
It may seem macabre at best, but I have to request
You May Be Right Written by Billy Joel
Friday night I crashed your partySaturday I said I'm sorrySunday came and trashed me out againI was only
mission?
All the fans be like, "Hitman
Get back in ya bag"
I can't y'alltoo much money in it
Chill, why you throwin' me
Shade? That's palm trees
Just tighten
and dust to dust
May this microphone, rest, in peace
Knock knock, guess who? yes, ooh
The bigger the b, the iggah the I
The jigga the g is comin'
Bobby met the devil at the crossroads
He said son I'm going to make you a star
You could make the news with your delta blues
Hell, just show them you
didn't mention
I'm Jewish
I think MC Death may be antisemitic
And we could use an antisemitism diuretic
Yo! MC Birth in the house
I'd like you to scurry
breathe
The living water that is
Ha
Know I ain't trynna tell you what to do
I'm just trynna break my walls down
Standing tall
Like I had some stilts under
the man dem
I'm on the road, I’m on the road
You got molly I got blow
Hotel lobby full of hoes
Bitches fainting at my shows
I'm Michael Jackson
Aye
I
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
of us players
Just some advice don't be a bunch of taxpayers
I must be out of bars and if that is true
Happy May the 4th and may the force be with you
different and he knew it.
He often told me when I was born an angel flew over
my bed and christened me with a magic wand and said
"You shall be the one
distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all on these songs
Look at the weak and cry, pray one day you'll be strong
Fighting for your rights,
be
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?
Fed
after
You get a home take care of your home
You can go back and ugh!
I'm getting courted by the bosses
The Edgars And Doug Morris-es-es
Jimmy I
and now I hear your shaken voice
Did you notice in the movies, we love bladed toys?
And when we get a hold of you, you build a lot of poise
Michael would be
Backstreet
I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
All full of acne at a fuckin' track meet
You be thinkin' that I made it over night, you may
the E, you don't see me less i'm working or something
Don't think i'm perfect or nothing, i'm just disturbed by discussion
She off the E, Hollywood, she
'm the luckiest by far
You may be my lucky star
But I'm the luckiest by far
Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight
Starlight, (star bright) make
'm the luckiest by far
You may be my lucky star
But I'm the luckiest by far
Starlight, star bright, first star I see tonight
Starlight, (star bright) make
Find The Faith...
Oh there's definitely an Art Of Dying...
And I'll show You All The Way.
(*the Death begins*)
(Fade In Micha'El's Chant)
Oh Death...
; seconds oozing on by
Lovin' you? Was pullin' Cupid from the sky
Just to hold him captive; and make him shoot the 'me' you liked
The "what," "why," and "how"
cares"
That's why I'm thinkin'
Celebrities, should commit suicide, yeah!
Take your own life
You'll be a legend just like Biggie
Or his buddy Tupac, man
never did like it all that much
And one day the axe just fell
So I drifted down to New Orleans
Where I was looking for to be employed
Workin' for
back on us and leave
To them, we're just beggars
Beggars on the street
And we could let these imbeciles win
By letting passion crumble and cave in
But
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