Lyrics:
Harris Pickett
Demetrius Dubose
Ronell Foster
Ezell Ford
Michael Sabbie
Ernest Lacy
We dealt with stealing and rapping
We dealt with missing of babies
We
no heater
Grabbed my parka not talking bout Peter
Parked my Beamer by the meter
I've got a thing or two for sneakers
Use to rock beaters, use to rock
je hit les tracks des fois J'me sent comme Kimbo slice
J'pull up dans le stu j'te frappe un beat comme Michael Ty
J'fume la zaza fraiche homie j'te
If Michael Jackson came alive right now
He'd ask you to smoke one for him
So in his honor
You niggas Spud Webb, coming up short
Think you're Dee
Your little plan was a flop
Tryin' to get em on by sellin' out the Kid Rock
A part of me was with you but yo he died,
And I'm glad you stepped off
and the power that we serve, they devour
Never learn from the cowards who don't work by the hour like
Fuck rhymes, I write descriptions
Rock with us, come on
Fuck
Johnson, you Larry Bird (damn)
The day they blew up a rocket, I was lookin' at my beeper with a rock in my pocket, slangin'
Double up
Michael Jackson vs.
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
better
Cuz I'm living each day
By the promises in God's word
Word, word, word
Cuz I'm living each day
By the promises in God's word
Sunny days, clear
to the Michael's
I go psycho balance everything like a tightrope
Unaware a nigga got a hype flow
Y'all just talk on your iPhone I do fashion walk by the eiffel
I put
knot
In the gym she turning heads
The way she hit the squat
I'm a boss but make her laugh
Like I'm Michael Scott
She gimmie neck like a giraffe
Oh that
another boy who can rhyme and do the fly flips
And that's I, Hi, I better get by because my ally
About to flip that crazy shit while I go look for some
We're gonna cut out of class, meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just a dollar ticket in
even hated by more
Looking for a Rio bicth i’m bringing off shore
I try to move like Michael while I’m swimming with sharks
Ended up a threat cuz I got
In the center of the darkness
There is plenty of light
Salvation is the target
For freedom, you paid with your life
What were you hoping to find?
By
Michael
Its all expected, things are for the looking
If you got the money, Quest is for the booking
Come on everybody, let's get with the fly modes
my guac
I don’t mean amole
Feel like I’m being watched
I don’t mean a Rollie (Okay)
I’m half past seven o' clock
All by my lonely (Kyuh)
Spit's got
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
I lay tracks like they're therapeutic
I speak the truth cause I've been through it
I don't play games like 2k take his toupee if he translucent
Block
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
on the highways of rap
Choked up by the smoke and the charcoal
A lotta stamps and brands, we like a barcode
I'm bashin' all the media strikes to keep the media
a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper
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