mission Looks suspicious I don't get it No permission Back no interest What's the business Shawty listen I'm just tryna figure (figure) Why you up in here (x3) I'm just
you won't recall Cause Michael Jackson squeezed up On some little kids balls What you consider DRAMA Ain't all that It's just that your wack With your
wanna smack, whut I do whut I wanna do, whut I go where I wanna go, whut Fuck you, you, you, and you, whut Forever I'm a Juggalo, whut I'll slap Michael Jackson
baby Can I get ya in my world baby? Can ya grease my Jeri curl baby? Did you flip yo' wig To let Michael Jackson baby sit yo' kids? That nigga old as
's Just A Matter Of Time Before Your Confidence Will Win Out Lift Up Your Mind Before Your Mind Gets Blown Some Things In Life You Best Just Leave Them
right Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it Just beat it, beat it They're out to get you, better leave while you can Don
Written and Composed by Michael Jackson. Produced by Michael Jackson. Somebody killed little Susie The girl with the tune, Who sings in the daytime at
, a nigga and a white If a nigga don't win, we all jump in Wanna be me, but you can't see me 'Cuz I don't rap like Michael Jackson those little wee-wees
off Right Guns don't kill people, rappers do Ask any politician and he'll tell you it's true It's a fact, music makes you violent Like Michael Jackson
t say that, yeah If a shipment was comin' in I need a haul of dat wodie I need a sixty, forty nigga And no chargin' that wodie You done heard about Michael Jackson
she should, we should, be wherever she wanna Be on a late night, mid day, AM Just say when and I know I be with cavemen But never mind them, she's poison and I am Michael
my grits You know how many shit's I get if I wish I did So, I can quit givin' these twisted little kids ideas This just in, Britney just dissed Justin She just
break yo face Have yo ass running, mumbling to the Jake You going against me dog, you making a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya looking like the Michael Jackson
top of his spouse Spread out on a blood stained couch In front of his kids that he just killed in the same house I'm sicker than Boy George picturin' Michael Jackson
, nothing much, let it blow just touch and go Love me more, never leave me alone by house of love People talk, people say what we have is just a game
to it so flock to it Just open your mind, unwind, recline or pop and lock to it Come and rock with us, all night like Michael Jackson Leave your guns
cant rhyme And its about time that I put ya'll in line Twist your mind with twisted rhymes As weird as Michael Jackson's nose from the side Flows that
and NOFX Let?s dissect this album called 'Nevermind' Produced by Butch Vig of Garbage not Sublime Butch toured with U2, who wrote a song called 'Bad' Just like Michael Jackson