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Mind Goes Mad

Twiztid

Darkness [LP]

2015

inside the window, your in my eyes, on my mind
Never try, then the vessel of the body would of died
And if it wasn't for my pride I wouldn't have

(Flexin' every season)
(Pull up to yo spot I might slide for the weekend)
(Aye)
I ball like Michael
But I'm feeling like I'm Jackson
Yea they see me flashin'

Sleeping on you niggas Michael Jackson with the propofol
Getting gifts for nothing always felt that it was Oprah's fault
You get a punch
You get a gun
You

Dunkie Butt

DJ Magic Mike

More Bootyz in Motion

2000

want to make that body jerk, no time 2 play, just do your work
'cause I'm a businessman takin' care of business, can I get a witness?
So come on out

trash, need to turn that down
Where'd you get your fuckin' sauce? From the lost and found?
Got your bitch lost in the sauce, now she goin' down

Smokin' by

everybody in the back
Get your back up on the wall and just shake that thang

Go crazy, yo lady, yo baby
Let me see you work that thang
And drop it down

of asses
I caught a cramp when I started thrashin
Kicked my leg out like I'm Michael Jackson 
I rub you down, you ain't never ashy
Asked me could she ride

I ain't rapping
Cut the lights and the camera pussy nigga I want the action
Oh he bad? Forty make him moonwalk like Michael Jackson
I ain't lacking

Up out your seats, make your body sway
Socialize, get down, let your soul lead the way
Shake it now, go ladies, it's a livin' dream
Love Life Live
Come

Love Don't Die

The Fray

Helios

2014

They'll never take my body from your side
Love don't die

She can break it up
Shake your money down
You can box it in
Bury it in the ground
You can

twerk to it
Booty shaking like you gotta pay the rent
Work to it
And your body like cursive
Curves go through it
Going psychopathic
Michael Jackson moon

she want money yoh
I got all of that, for your body yoh
Hit me up yeah

Hit me up and I’ll be on the way
Pack a bag cause we going far away
Hop up in

party, shake the bodies down
And don't stop moving 'til you hit the ground
A doomsday party, better raise your hands high here today
Raise your hands

Constantly Hating

Birdman

Barter 6

2015

horse, nigga, bronco
And if you catch us down, bet you're not gon' trunk us
You got a body, lil nigga, we got a ton of 'em
You got some Robin's, lil

homie uh
If you is a opp 6 feet under caught a body uh
Bitxhes call me Johnny uh
Pussy on tsunami uh
Beat it beat it beat it Michael Jackson
Kamikaze

party, shake the bodies down
You don't stop moving 'til you hit the ground
A doomsday party, better raise your hands high here today
Say hey, hey, hey,

a killer
Call me Michael Jackson
I was living in a thriller
Writing songs down and I wont use a filler
Im a lil harsh
I was yelling with no filter
Im a lil

had ever heard
Prior to that I was real in to Michael Jackson
I grew up with my parents listening to Pink Floyd and Led Zepplin, stuff like that
Classic

Last night i dreamed of a riot;
The police put their guns down and turned off their sirens
Defund the clowns, enough bodies in the ground
Im done laying

still, trust our guts and will
I can take it, go n shake it around
Throwing money away by droppin' coins on the ground
Even pennies add up, never think

up and drop that ass down
Don't worry bout the bitches in yo back ground
Just keep yo body language talking fluently
If it ain't nobody else then

down
Dont worry bout the bitches in yo back ground
Just keep yo body language talking fluently if it ain't nobody else then tonight it's you and me
Speed

right now with a dime sack
Now, come see where I'm at, stop where the pimp and hoes flash
Cause, if you can't watch yah self, your body get snatch
I'm

make
What makes rain hail snow and earthquakes
I can jump up and down and make the ground shake
Hit the ball out the park when I’m standing at home plate