Lyrics:
you fucking
Female, you ain't a hero, speaking of them; R.I.P to Rik Mayall, look
Oh my God, another one, does this motherfucker stop?
No he don't, no
like Michael Jackson
Fuck it might go back and make the motherfucking news
Bitches stay using my rapping as they caption that's why they get views
glocky on me I'll pop a nigga
Got a green light, but my type will stop a nigga
Niggas can't compete, stomping Yeezy on my feet
Michael Jackson how I beat,
Rock and Roll
Like they know
We gone run with the team
If anybody try to stop us
Up parol we don't leave
Talk about it
We can skill about it
Post it by
Every night it seems like there's a storm today
Seems you just don't realize where it goes, and it's hard for me to say
Everybody stops, but
title get took nigga
Michael jordan, jackson, tyson nigga
Get the cake like fuck the icing nigga
Trae is flawless, nothin nicer nigga
World is mine, don't
a so-called dancing machine
Cause this record, is strictly for the club scene
Get Off the Wall, this ain't Michael Jackson
It's eighty-nine, it's time for some
and make you bleed out
When I see a nigga I don't like shit get violent cause I grew up fighting hearing police
Sirens
Through the fiend's a concert I got
nose up like Michael Jackson
Dressin' like a bum, 'cause you don't wear slacks, and
I'm done, thanks, it's been fun practicin'
I'm done taxin'
the right wrist
I realized time make money, it's priceless
So don't gas me up bitch, I'm a hybrid
I know you like it, I see the job's done before I see my
deserve nothing
Don't get what I prefer, what if?
Stop bitching bout all the shit that's happening and wait for your fucking turn,brother
Still ain't
single inside always pink
Every single other side is green
Night rider, get inside her
Floating through the city, hang glider
I ain't seen enough, let's
a paradox
The holy gates forever locked
Guess I get what I deserve, don't I?
It all stops when the penny drops
Guess I got what I deserved
Isolation served
Fuck capitalism and exploitation
Keep these politicians on their toes, Michael Jackson
You niggas ain't man enough for me, Toni Braxton
Burn it all
nobody bodied me
Don't accept my apology
Stop chasing props niggas, top niggas march
By the cops, followed hot blocks
They pop niggas i ain't one of you
that bud, I grip that snub to hit that thug
Lay up in a pitch black tug,
You lookin at rich black thugs to get that love
And we won't stop til I get
And you know it like i know it
So stop playing
Just stop playing
And come back
Because, i just, well
You've already heard me say it so i don't have to say
flee, your ass can get naked and be as free
As you wanna be freak, but I'm taking the key with me
You ain't gonna get shit, so don't even ask
in a
Single home by a single woman i
Am a very proud black man
I shouldn’t have ignored the signs from
Your your first song and video
I hate you so
can't condone
Plus it won't be long 'til they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
'Cause I'm mad fly
can't condone
Plus it won't be long 'til they send me the dome
Sit gently, while I'm on the Bentley phone
Why you don't like me?
'Cause I'm mad fly
the way
Stop thinking
You’ve got
Better bars to spray
You know I’m fixed
I don’t do that shit
Its stinking up the joint
You’re not two legit
You should
it 10 hundred
We gonna have a sick cypher, chop you down like a rifle
Future Michael Jackson, Future Thriller
Future stone cold pussy killer
Take
(gasoline)
You niggas pumpin' 87, dummy (87)
This Benz only take supreme (stupid)
Stop playin', I eat pussy with my grill in (yeah, aight)
What the fuck
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