Lyrics:
Cole World, DJ Khaled!
Yeah, back from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare package
the steps we taking
I remember all the girls i dated
Some was real and some was fabricated
Michael Jackson music was the greatest
Homie wore the glove like
Michael Jackson in me
That's that Michael Jackson in me
I'm getting everything I execute that law of attraction in me
4 years ago they really said my raps
brune
D'une bête de blonde ou d'une bête de rousse
J'me sens super chaud,
j'ai l'impression d'être Michael Jackson à l'époque de Dangerous
Son
By Nirvana
Memory-y-uh
The first CD I ever stole
From my dad's CD collection
Was an album titled Nevermind
It blew my mind to pieces
Both of us came
a forest blaze
Do you like Michael Jackson? (We like Cool J!)
That's right, I'm on the mic with the help of the bells
And no delayin' what I'm sayin' as I'm
been given, wassup?
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk, oh, walk on
Uh, yeah
They call me Logic, yeah that's L-O-G-I-C
I ain't wrapped up in them
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
'actionne
Syndrome de Peter Pan
Comme Michael Jackson
Au volant d'ma vie
Priant qu'ça soit une Aston
J'attends l'boss final
C'est pour ça que j'me bastonne
J'suis
meinem Grab wie Michael Jackson in "Thriller"
Ihr zittert - Ich pack' die Pumpgun aus dem Wandschrank
Doch langsam, wir scrollen jetzt zurück an den
jackson
Song about a boy with a really nice bike
This single life, it sure is fun
We'll snort some cocaine in the bathroom by the condom dispenser
Michael Jackson shoes
Doing shit i have to do
Smoke in the atmosphere
Nigga I don't stop
Cos that's the shit that got me here
Young chico
Close to my peep
to personally witness music history being made
Michael Jackson's moonwalk or Freddie smashing Live Aid
A time when real musicians ruled the lands seas and meadows
respect it or check it
Nigga
Rest in peace to Michael Jackson
You niggas need me, man
I might have to start moonwalking
Couple dance moves and shit
Write
ride by
Shawty whats up, I'm the shit
Yea you can do it, but not like this
Westside up in this bitch
A T-L-A-N T-A, I can do this all day
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
only
I want me achieving my dreams to provoke you all to go and achieve yours
I want people arguing if Michael Jackson was ever half as good as me
I want
know the Bible
I call my nigga Tom Brady when he throw the spirals
And when I step into the booth, I perform like Michael
Tyson, Jordan, and Jackson, I
to ruin
Chop up your tactics, you gimmick groups need to practice
You be there, like Michael Jackson in my atmosphere
Gerbils for rectums, I break you
tonight
All the while I'm hopin' she would inhale
So I could be like Michael Jackson and enjoy myself 'cause
(All I wanna do is make a tuna melt)
When
brain has a strong hippocampus
I'm dealing with identity problems like Michael Jackson
And I hate it when the cameras get the flashing
And they start
mistake
She act up with you, but with me she better know her place
Trap all, I'm the fuckin' great, I was breaded by some apes
Can't go back to where I'm
album I copped
The Jungle Brothers Done by the forces of nature'
check out the cover
Afrocentric brothers just as dark as me
Hip Hop a guiding force
cercueil à Michael Jackson
Et si les keufs me cherchent, mon nom est personne
Je cherche une petite tass tah les Hally Berry
Je fais trop buzz
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