playing get checked Get your hoe ass wrecked, trying to bring it to the Boss I'll get your ass done, it don't matter what it cost We floss that blue,
talk to me 'fore I open up your cavity Shots come rapidly, I told you not to mess with me I don't play with little boys, you tryin' to Michael Jackson
?t matter, it never did It never meant anything With killer flu?s, H Bomb TV I?m here just to deplore you I take your Pepsi ad And set fire to Michael
is the a/c off Where the fuck, all the loved ones that I lost Fuck this shit, take me to the boss Do you understand the cost, ever paid In order for
for nothing Then why is it true I would do it all once more for you I will always remember the good times Never look back to an innocence lost, Left us counting the cost
: This, mask right will lift your grill It'll put height in your mack Don't take to much off If you want a nose like Michael Jackson Xzibit: If you want
know who's the nicest I'm from Detroit, player I don't care what the price is I don't wear Nike Air force ones no more, baby, I'm sorry My sneakers cost
with terror, chop her legs off tell and her to run some errands. Put her eyes in the canteen, take her to the Berrics. Berra, Steve say it cost 10 to
(Michael McDonald) Who would sell their soul for love? Or waste one tear on compromise Should be easy enough To know a heartache in disguise But the
try to hit a hustle, they get burnt with a K Hot Boys and Big Tymers - they surely don't play [Baby] Brother, you my hustler, and K.C. my killer Michael
the million dollar spot Want to flex what I got Make niggas sick like a drop Every show I get You can give a quarter key Tryin to ?? sale but they cost
spot When I flex what I got Make niggas sick like a drop Every show I get, You could give me a quarter ki Tryin' to wholesale But it cost six five to
the million dollar spot Want to flex what I got Make niggas sick like a drop Every show I get You can give a quarter key Tryin to ? ? sale but they cost
limit to the free me The sky is open and the angels sing it so clear Be true to yourself! I have found I once was lost I came round To see what it costs
moans Though fated now than later By his tutor that had been He baited the Creator With the future he had seen Of Michael, psyched with jealousies
and a can of pepsi You other muthafuckas just can't impress me [Verse 2: Shadow Ramirez:] Have you ever been chased by bacon, or faced with makin A decision that could cost
the "all you get" uppercuts So don't get stuck Becareful where you're steppin', sho nuff I'm ruff I kick back like a weapon, an automatic systematic Michael
FedEx can't deliver to I'm West Philly Freck, yeah, I get dirty I'm the best, hands down, like six thirty Look like Michael J. Fox, I got family ties