! so now I got an ugly girl and one with the smell but which one should I choose? oh well I'm caught up I know I'm hard, 'cause I'm Chubb Rock but even
R. Kelly, I' ma do that rippin' out your cunt shit I flipped the fuck out and did some dumb shit ? looked at me, I got a gun shit I ain't gonna give
keep on livin' I don't need no more opinion This is my time, I was given, and I wish people would just listen Cuase I feel like Michael Jackson and just
Cancel shows, interviews, I don't need no manager Slash fan, half of y'all, think I'm the elephant man Look through my records analyze me like I'm michael jackson
Tellin' me them diamonds, when she know they rhinestones She got a light skinned friend look like Michael Jackson Got a dark skinned friend look like Michael Jackson I
I'm firm I'm a super duper rap rapper Steady makin' snappers Hand's clapper, nigga my chopper got'cha I'm on the first floor emergency Bury me, mister I'm sick, I
play dumb Y'all can't fuck with the city I run If I snap my fingers Better curl up just like a fetus I hope you know Jesus 'Cause if you don't, boy
did the bosa nova I smiled at her and then just walked away then the lights came on and it was over to my surprise, she wasn't a girl at all so I packed
needs Nobody's perfect just like me Into the stereo is the place I go I wonder what's playin' next on the radio? Somethin' tells me I'll never be close
J And 90% of the N.B.A. Reggie Jackson, Jesse Jackson, Michael and Mahaliah Jackson, Now what's that got to do with me? On the street the only thing I
, Michael, Randy and Tito Jackson Engineered by Billy Buttrell Girl, I want your body. You know I love your body. Girl, I need
checkin' out up out of College. Man I'm not Eddie and I'm not David Ruffin, and I'm not Michael Jackson, nigga, I'm a say something! I'm not incompitent
I got a house that can entertain all of y'all Maybe later on I'll give you a phone call I'm 'bout to slide out, but I'll get back at ya And when I call
I don't need y'all cause I'm feeling myself Haters y'all just be worried to death Like a throw back, to the flow back Return of the Mac, go 'head take my Kodak I'm all
when I'm in here, I don't really care 'Cause I ride on 'em, plus, I style on 'em Yes, I lean on 'em, yes, I flash on 'em Yeah, I know, that's the way
seat quick I'm on some Canary Wharf to Wall street shit no Michael Douglas but I'm on my MD shit If I don't do the number's I'll just do the alphabet