Lyrics:
Finished my apprenticeship so I could become a digital carpenter
I move in and out dimensions I'm a nightcrawler like Kurt Wagner
Now marvel at my talent
niggas think you really got them guts
To walk up to his house, knock on his door
Let 'em feel the buckshots of a twelve gauge
Backed up by an A-K
'Fore
Rocking with my manz, I count my bandz, I do my fucking dance
I ain't feeling sunny so I won't give you another chance
I just came to party, bobbing
with you
Trying to throw you off your game
You could see through the ruse like thin paper
It's shadows
That person saying peanut butter something is not
I never needed no help
I do it all by myself, yeah
I don't need nobody else
I don't know what else to tell ya
I am a star, Michael Phelps
You see my
Take high wit'cha just right, it'll be like Michael get ordered, a viper you know
Yeah, a viper cause you might lose a life to the side by like
What
you
Shoes damn special bro
Better go and buy you a douce
Skirt skirt your extras up
Who's that at my door oh that's a regular
Hey won't remember
Good Caiaphas the council waits for you
The Pharisees and Priests are here for you
Ah gentlemen, you know why we are here
We've not much time
PRIEST ONE
Good Caiaphas, the council waits for you.
The Pharisees and priests are here for you.
CAIAPHAS
Ah gentlemen, you know why we
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
Take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
And I won't tolerate the beef
You ain't wanting it
through like I'm Obi, wack you with this wand Kenobi
See that nigga talkin' shit, I'll put the beats on like I'm 40
Back up off me nigga, I got homies
Life of times of Michael Barber
Alexander cried when there were no more kingdoms left for him to conquer
I'mma be a failure surrounded by thugs,
Watching that, watching this
Want me dead, Apocalypse
You Owen shit, I ain't talkin' Ricks
And I'm with my dogs like I'm Michael Vick
Watching that,
on the microphone
and play like E.T. and phone your black ass ho-wome
Yo Sauce, if you're down with the groo-hoove
Get on the mic and won't ya show and prove
couldn't understand why
Blinded by his greed
- Chorus x 2
I just want a three story
just like that, just like that
Not built from scratch you see
not
like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my
(Brand New) x5
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new)
(Brand new)
I don't like it unless it's (brand new)
You might see me in my (brand new) whip
With my (brand new) bitch, pumpin' my (brand new)
future, your future
i will tell to, your future
you often have asked of me
your true love will die
by your own right hand
and crazy man Michael
will cursed
Im Finna bounced back
Lol I'm where you're going Step the fuck back
Like Serena, run the arena See both ways no pano mirrors
M k l I'm back on track
kind
I opened a prayer
That by the Lord's grace you would come my way
And receive love that won't go away
Celebrate this occasion
With gifts
telling you brother
Baptized by John in the muddy river
He never was a taker he was always a giver
It's all right there for the world to see
Jesus was
the
Never-before-released second verse of
Vincent's rap, written by Rod
Okay, tape's rolling any -anytime you want
Hi, this is Michael Jackson
This is Vincent Price michael
that you can't see
It started with you and me
It's a letter to your heart girl
You wont hit me back
How was I so stupid, cupid never lacks
I got a heart
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