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to get you
Can't be thinking saying to self-everyone's out to get you
When I first came focused on race it's obvious to me
Imagine be a nineties hip hop

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

So curious

You just my type
Definitely in my mind
Passed me by again
And you looking right
We thinking the same thing
So why you acting shy?

strings puppet
That many fucking losses?
Thinking outside the box
Andy's off to college
While I still keep on rocking my box office

Those burdens you dug

it's your life I'm ending
Sock on my head while I'm raping a bitch
Like Michael Richards back in 2006
Throwing insults at you cause you fucking exist

out of billions
Being hoarded by a couple of men who ain't did none
In the new paradigm, you ain't safe
You can keep your eyes shut but you can't

the same
Attracted by you scars I'm so used to pain
Studying your body how it moves
What you telling me?
What you crave?
What you need?
What you selling me?

She fixed me green eggs and ham
Turkey not spam
I don't want to be your lover
No more or your friend
I keep thinking about that
Tub you're in
With

to day I get a vision and I see your face said to me you have my back and that just went to waste,

I really made some bad decisions. I cant take away.

by force 

Oh kilode

I want to ball 

Money no dey 

But I dey for  the club 

But I still dey the club 

Yeah 

Shey na by force 

Oh kilode

I want

still cry or shed tears
Every-time I see yo face on a picture
Fif been wishing you was here
You was gone for some years got me thinking you should've

the fuck you niggas fakin for
I done upped the chop n now I'm askin what you shaking for
Got it by myself and I'm finna make it on my own
Wait
Yeah, I'm

Damn SB
This the one right here
Ouu
Yeah yeah
Get this blunt
Get the blunt
Ouu I'm always high
I ball SB he said he got it
Black cherry gelato you

moving like a fucking missile
Yo, I'm Michael Myers with a TEC-9
That's for anyone who tests mine
Fuck around and you get flatlined
Two bitches, same time

With five years in me, I'm sitting the porch
Playing numbers with my Nanny, I 
Was learning the course
Two threes for the six double coast to coast, you

look easy
Blood sweat and tears a mike and this pc
They testing my patience they thinking I'm sleazy
Think you could hide most wanted we'll reach you

a remedy
It's got you thinking that you have integrity
But let's be honest
You're shit doesn't even have longevity
You watch your shows, it proves

In the smoker section you know how we do it
Play by play real action why she acting stupid
Said U never why U cappin' put your back into it
Cue

bows off the rip
Why they in my business? They really want me to trip (Okay)
Let me catch you talking, keep on thinking you're the shit (Brrrrat!)

Scratching my head, thinking of a song to sing
A simple song, a song that tells you everything
Thought of some Michael Buble, or maybe some Charlie

a part of the program)
Do you like when I'm honest?
Do you like when I lie?
I cannot read you, I can't decide
I'm right by your side, just like Bonnie

you even let the gossip get near your ear
Tryna let go told you baby, I can stear but 
You gone be back by the end of the year
Yeah

Zilla verse 2

Why

and pop
We on the highway to hell
Is you riding or not?
You need work? just meet me at
The top of the block i got it in by the ten
And twenty dollars a pop

up, put them all in bags (One by one by one they fall)
Like Michael Jackson, who’s fucking bad?
That’s me
Moonwalk, billie jean
Got so many hits, these