Lyrics:
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Want this drama
I'm no runner up Obama
Care for your safety
Hope for no trauma
Kobe with the ball
Black mamba
Million man
Michael Jackson
Never stop, I workaholic
Like spit sweat splatter Jackson Pollock
But I'm not an artist, I just work the hardest
I beat it to a pulp,
the flyest
Even homo’s can’t deny this
Can’t hate a man for peep’n
It’s the nature of your bein’
Double takes
Are common place
But dumb mistakes
You raise
to existence, law of attraction
These prayers get answered, it'd be satisfaction
I can face the man in mirror like I'm Michael Jackson
It be better to have tried
Like all my set bout it ya they gone slide
If you try ski that's a homicide
Ya four door whip ya I'm gone ride
Ya and your bitch ya she ride the wave
Michael
Now let me shut up
I been overlooked too long
See y'all done fucked up
Now they heavy on my body
'Cause I'm done up
If he ain't booked you by now
keyed with a bag of weed
Yes indeedy, I'm the player with the ball in hand
Got em ballin, man, darling I know you understand
Now it ain't
How hard is it to say goodbye? I left my things by the door
As im gone, gone goes forever now
Why you let me drown
Take it for yourself
I'm not
like tonight's the end
Kiss me like you're never gonna kiss me again
You say save me
I can be your super man your biggest fan
Come on touch me
spaz
Professor X when I teach classes
Teach how to multiply ya power by 4 I'm tryna be fantastic
I cast spells when I spit bars
My saliva Magic
I'm harry
man out
Michael Meyers hedge clip it
You should mind yo business
Imma mastermind my business
Got Relentt to help me wit it
2 ppl 1 goal
This
we broke up the team, I'm choking, laughing passing it. Man you ain't heard of 2nd II None? If not get ready world and girls here I come with my hands
America, ain’t it?
No such thing as fair ones
Uncle Sam jumpin’ in soon as
You throw your hands up
Tellin you to man up
But afraid of true empowerment
Guess
all we have is space yet our storage space is full
Hmm... sheesh
I ain't want to give you problems
I just wanted to take all of yours and go solve 'em
I
like me
I'm being serious though
Gon' get you a pair
Come on now man can't live on bread and water alone
And some of you guys wearing your Jordans
real fine imma get her
I like your style, your flavor
Let me take you to the crib on the mattress
Beat it beat it up Michael Jackson
I can tell by your
like uh
My shit clean dialed in, that's a type of soap
You wouldn't know that cuz you're kinda gross
I'm in every angle of your visual, kaleidoscope
[U-God]
Yo yo
I was born with this magnet, warned by the dragnet
About my dirty habits, I got to have it, the super-glow
Deuce Bigelow - Male Gigolo
my brother I would die fuh him you better aim straight
Cause if you miss I blow your fuckin brains nahh you can’t think
I’m in war zone living life
Now I'm not a rich man with no ex-wives
But you'd think I did, the money I spent on the dives
The sort of watering holes that'd sooner paint
the walrus
In the octopus's garden
With Sergeant Pepper and the Sun King
I'm the Day Tripper with a bird that can sing
Run for your life from Buffalo Bill
they sayin he scary
By the color of his skin, drop the ball inside the bin
Fawty shots to his body, left him in the cold wind
How the fuck I'm gonna
fellow brother George Floyd
The way those thugs toyed with your life
Makes me wanna smack the next 5O actin tough
Might end up 6 feet under with my race's
and sisters hold your fist High
Wanna take back what's mine
They're killing my kind, I'm losing my Mind, my patience has worn to a Thin line
Ask why, they'll
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