, i dont make that gangsta music, i just let my soul abuse it. soldier music riding to it turn that track on, rest in peace to michael jackson, pump this
Hip-hop police on me think they runnin New York Till I lace my and1 show 'em how to run in New York They tryin to take me downtown put me under the
horses to drive I paint that picture, cause ain't no nigga Like the one you get from, Mike holla [Michael Jackson] I don't think they're ready for this one [Michael Jackson
my left glove on my left hand Are ya ready? I'm sick of Michael Jackson I'm tired of all that So this is the Anti-Jackson Rap I don't like his music
years The dreams that we're dreaming Have time to come true 'Cause we've got forever And forever is meant for so very few We shall have music We shall
a mindless void A lonely spaceship, a large asteroid Cold as a rock without a hue Held together with a bit of glue Something tells me
Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself Enjoy yourself with me Enjoy yourself, enjoy yourself Enjoy yourself with me Better enjoy yourself Better enjoy yourself
me that was so stinky but baby i enjoyed it i loved you so bad i love you since i was 5 but you never knew me, you only gave me hi-5's ah oh, ah oh salutation
your face In broad daylight I'm telling you On how I feel Gonna hurt your mind Don't shoot to kill Shom-on D-ah! Shom-on Lay it on me D-ah! Alright
Written & Composed: Quincy Jones, Nickolas Ashford & Valerie Simpson Music: Quincy Jones, Nickolas Ashford & Valerie Simpson Lose it? Lose it? I
Written & composed: charlie smalls Music: charlie smalls Put your arms around me child, Like when you bumped your shin; Then you'll know I love you
you gotta use it Rock rhythm in time with the music You just might start a chain reaction If you can do the Bart, you're bad like Michael Jackson Everybody
Isolation I don't need no one Splendid Isolation Michael Jackson in Disneyland Don't have to share it with nobody else Lock the gates, Goofy, take my hand And lead me
a too short way thats too s-h-o-r-t smoke more coke than Richard P have more money than michael jackson oakland can I get some action hey young tender
me what happened to Michael Jackson And MTV trading music for acting Avril Lavigne's on the cover of Maxim Woah-oh woah-oh-oh-oh Can you tell me what
I need a ?? wodie I need a sixty-forty nigga And no chargin' that wodie You done heard about Michael Jackson And shiggidy shit But you ain't never heard about me
to drive I paint that picture, cause ain't no nigga Like the one you get from, Mike holla [Michael Jackson] I don't think they're ready for this one [Michael Jackson